Ice cream

ACCALIA'S POV

I recalled the day we arrived, greeted by the happy villagers who had all welcomed us with open arms, and they were also believing that I was expecting a child. The news had spread like wildfire and soon enough, Don and I found ourselves at the center of attention, receiving well-wishes and advice from every corner of the village.

One particularly hilarious memory stood out: the village talent show. Don and I were talked into participating, despite our feeble protests. I remembered the look of sheer determination on Don's face as he attempted to juggle three oranges while reciting a poem about love and vegetables. Needless to say, it ended in disaster, with oranges rolling everywhere and the audience erupting into fits of laughter.

Then there was the cooking competition, where I was convinced by Maria to enter my infamous "experimental stew that I had told her about." Don had begged me not to subject the villagers to it, but I was determined to prove him wrong. The looks