Into the Spotlight

Stella

The dinner rush has finally died down, and Gustav, Briggs and I are just finishing up our last batch of orders. We’ve been working tirelessly all night, and I can’t wait to have a moment of reprieve. Music is playing over the kitchen speakers, but I’ve hardly heard a word of it, too focused on the food to think about anything else.

At some point, Mr. Mercer slips into the kitchen. I don’t