Chapter 96: The Taste of What’s Lost

Chapter 96: The Taste of What’s Lost

Utensils clinked softly, a pot simmered gently on the stove, and the quiet shuffle of slippers moved across the cool kitchen tiles—Leonard stood silently, soaking it all in like a man who had wandered too long through silence.

He stood just outside the kitchen entrance, arms folded loosely across his chest, watching Katherine.

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