Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 307

Maybe it was the argument the night before, or maybe it was finally letting go of the resentment she'd carried for years-whatever the reason, Claire slept better that night than she had in nearly eight years. She drifted off easily, not even a dream disturbing her rest.

Dawn was just barely breaking when Claire woke, feeling lighter than she had in ages.

After a quick wash, she made her way downstairs, her steps brisk and almost buoyant.

The moment she entered the kitchen, Claire spotted May bustling about, an apron tied around her waist.

Hearing footsteps, May turned and, catching sight of Claire, looked genuinely surprised. "Goodness, Claire, you're up so early! Are you hungry? Let me whip something up for you."

Claire shook her head. "I'm not hungry, May. I just wanted to make breakfast myself for Mr. Foster and Grandma. I feel like it's the least I can do while I'm staying here."

May laughed, waving her off. "Oh, there's no need for that! I'll have breakfast ready in no time. Go on, the kitchen is all smoke and grease."

but Claire clung to her arm, grinning playfully. "Please, May? Mr. Foster and Grandma have both been so

"Will you teach me how to make that simple

all right. I'll show you. I'm

knew you'd say yes. You're

high and May's pride glowing, the two of them set to

golden fried egg, sprinkled with fresh green onions and parsley,

Grace wandered into

have to try this-Claire made breakfast for you herself this

exchanged fond glances with

you're such a thoughtful girl," Aberdeen gushed, her smile stretching ear to ear. "I do love a good bowl of

amazing-I bet they taste even better. With skills like this, Claire, you could open your

these noodles, and honestly, I think she did even better than me—and I've been

such a