Chapter179 New Flavors, Old Games

Katelyn’s POV The house was warm and full of noise from the living room, but the kitchen felt like a little oasis. I set a bowl on the counter, still getting my bearings from all the confusion of the evening. Ethan followed, rolling up his sleeves as if he did this every day. He didn’t ask what needed to be done, he just quietly took out a cutting board and started slicing up some fresh vegetables. He glanced at me. “I remember you used to love this salad, with strawberries and almonds. Figured I’d try to make it for you. Hope I didn’t forget how.” His words were soft. For a moment, I just watched his hands move, feeling something shift inside me. I grabbed the plates and tried to focus, but it was hard not to notice the way he moved around the kitchen now, so much more at ease than before. We found ourselves working together, barely needing to say a word as I washed the lettuce and he made the dressing. Ethan reached for a bowl, and his hand brushed mine. I pulled back. He gave a half