Chapter 50
It had taken quite some time for both Dahlea and Zaria to get clean, and during that period all Rey did was stir batter until her hand ached. She had begun stirring the batter while Zaria was using the bathroom, she stirred while Zaria and Dahlea switched places, and she was still stirring the batter when Dahlea breezed into the room smelling very floral and fresh. “You can stop now, dear,” Dahlea said, peeking over Rey’s shoulder into the blue bowl that held the batter, which was still being stirred. Rey let go of the spoon she had been using in the same moment the words left Dahlea’s mouth, slouching on the stool with a large sigh. Carefully she pushed the bowl away from her vicinity, and then she collapsed onto the table, arms laid out on the table and her cheek pressed to the cool, wo
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