A Taste of Treachery

Vance

The sizzle of sauteing farro mafaldine fills the air as Stella and I maneuver around our station like we’ve done this a million times before. I can sense a newfound glimmer in Stella’s eyes, a hint of something confident and downright mesmerizing.

“Vin,” Stella’s voice cuts sharply through the noise, using the pseudonym that I chose earlier today like it’s second nature to her despite the p