Chapter 23

My vision blurred with freshly formed tears but by neglecting them, I grabbed the tray and went out.

"Look Mrs. Wilson, your best friend Chris is also here to taste the food made by you." Zachary spoke as soon as his eyes landed on me. Chris's face was pale, and he was simultaneously observing me then the tray in my hand. He knew very well that I know nothing about cooking. The worry in his eyes reminded me again of how lucky I am to have him as my best friend who's always on my side, no matter what. If anything will happen to him, I will never forgive myself. He and Claire are the only family I have left and there's nothing I am not going to do to keep them safe.

Zachary took the tray from my hand and served himself those ugly looking pancakes. My mind went towards Claire and a little comfort came over at the thought that she's not here.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" He yelled after spitting