Chapter 276

Madison

Mom tilted her head. “What was that?”

“Nothing,” I said quickly. “I’m going to change and make dinner. Any requests?”

“Something that doesn’t involve quinoa or kale,” she replied, shuffling back to the couch. “I’ve had enough health food in the hospital to last a lifetime.”

I smiled despite myself. “I’ll see what I can do.”

In my room, I changed into comfortable leggings and an oversized NYU sweatshirt, letting my hair down from its tight bun. My scalp thanked me instantly. After washing off my makeup, I headed to the kitchen to assess our dinner options.

The refrigerator offered limited inspiration: some chicken breasts, vegetables, and half a block of cheese. I pulled out the chicken and started chopping onions and bell peppers, my mind drifting to Alexander. The way he’d looked at me in his office earlier, with that intensity that made my knees weak. The gentleness in his voice when he asked about Mom.

“Need help?” Mom appe