A Taste of Vulnerability

Valerie came to the dining room and looked at the dishes on the table.

How should she put it? It didn't look that good; it didn't look like takeout from a hotel. Could it really be Victor's cooking?

She looked up at Victor in the kitchen. His back was facing her, and she didn't know what he was busy with.

Valerie wanted to go over and take a look, but when she thought of what had happened previous