Giselle pointed at the fork in Henry's trembling hand and teased, “Why are you shaking? Did the spaghetti decide to fight back?”

“No,” Henry replied, shaking his head. He scooped up another forkful of pasta and brought it to Giselle’s lips. “You said you were starving, right? Eat this for now.”

Late at night, with Sophie and the other housekeepers gone, only the two of them remained, dining quietly in the restaurant.

Giselle eyed the pasta and without ...