Chapter 421

Dominic's POV

"I'll help you with the pasta," I offered, taking off my coat and rolling up the sleeves of my shirt while Juliette arranged the ingredients on the kitchen counter.

"That would be great," she said, but there was something different in her voice. Something I couldn't quite identify.

We started working side by side. I measured the flour while she cracked the eggs. It was a simple, dome