Sophia's POV.
Days passed and Alessandro's condition had improved significantly. I was so happy that he was getting better.
I was in the kitchen now, making a delicious meal for him. He had been dreading Sarah's drugged soups. He had tried to dissuade her from adding the medications to the soup, but she refused, saying it was the best way for him to take that kind of medicine.
But yesterday, the medications ran out and he could finally eat normal food again.
"I could smell the sumptuous meal from far away," Alessandro's voice came as he stepped into the kitchen.
"Well, I'm not making your favorite, but I promise it's going to be delicious," I replied, smiling widely. "Don't worry about your allergies, I avoided those spices."
"Thank you," Alessandro said softly, slowly walking to
