Chapter 1
bustling around the kitchen for the anniversary of herd her husband Claude
Right then, Claude arrived home, his tall silhouette framed in the doorway. Dressed in a sleek black suit and a pristine white shirt, he carried an air of exhaustion that was betrayed only by the slight droop of his eyelids.
“Oh, Claude, dinner’s ready,” she said, her voice warm as she untied her apron and wiped hér hands on it.
