Chapter 252

He nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! Mommy is good at cooking. Sometimes we eat grilled fish with tomato sambal, or fish soup that tastes amazing. It’s just as good as this restaurant, Grandma.” He scooped up another piece of crab that Roman had placed in his bowl. “Oh, but my favorite is Mommy’s cheesy lasagna. She makes it just for me.”

Margo’s lips curved into a gentle smile, though a faint ache