Dami’s POV

“Well, that food was so yummy. I really enjoyed it,” Sophia muttered with a satisfied smile as we entered the room.

I couldn’t help but agree. The food was delicious, and it took me back to old times. It was Axel’s favorite dish. He made me love it once, cooking it for me on special nights. The memory stung, and the food reminded me of old times.

“You seem lost in thought. What’s happening?” she asked, snapping me out of my reverie.

“I’m just thinking about ...