Chapter 41: Just Say It's Mine
(Caroline's POV)
Just as the tension at the table reached its peak, Jonathan turned his attention to a dish that had been set aside on the serving cart. With a bright smile, he lifted the silver dome and placed the platter on the table.
"Almost forgot about this masterpiece," Jonathan announced cheerfully. "Herb-crusted rack of lamb with red wine reduction. The chef's specialty..."
The rich aroma of roasted meat and herbs wafted across the table. My stomach lurched violently. A wave of nausea hit me with such force that I had to press my hand against my mouth. The sensation was immediate and overwhelming.
Across from me, Faye's face turned ashen. She mirrored my action, covering her mouth with her napkin, her eyes widening with discomfort.
The sym
