Simmering Regrets

Tristan walked into the house with heavy steps, carrying some cakes as he headed straight for the kitchen.

It was freezing outside, so he took off his down jacket and went into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and saw plenty of fresh ingredients inside. He grabbed a chicken and some greens, thinking he'd cook something for Nadia.

He'd never actually cooked for Nadia before, or done anything speci