CHAPTER 11: FROSTY GLASS BATHROOM 1

As her boss desired, Aria filled the enormous two-door refrigerator with a bounty of food. The sound of crisper drawers sliding open echoed in the spacious kitchen, each gentle pull releasing a wave of fragrant air that mingled with the warmth of the early afternoon sun streaming through the large bay window. The golden light danced on the polished granite countertops, illuminating the colorful array of ingredients she had gathered. Ripe, luscious tomatoes blushed a deep crimson, while vibrant green bell peppers added a crisp freshness, promising to enhance the flavors of her culinary creations. Fresh herbs, their fragrant oils bursting from the leaves, added a touch of earthiness, grounding the vibrant colors and scents in a harmony that filled the room with life.

While she arranged the marinated meats—glistening with a blend of spices that promised depth and richness—her heart raced with anticipation. Each piece, lovingly seasoned and prepared, was a testament to her dedication. The