POV: IZZY
It’s been three weeks now since I settled in the town of Glenwood, life has been running smoothly, I went back to the restaurant and I got the job as the assistant chef, thanks to the time I spent cooking in the pack, I had learnt a lot of dishes from across the world and my skills were unquestionable at the silver spoon restaurant.
Seems like all the endurance paid off after all.
Everyone is good and we get along perfectly, Emerson pops in once a while to help whenever she can, mostly because she didn’t trust me not to burn the place down. Also, because she liked the free fries.
But today, Emerson showed up with a look that said I have news and you’re not going to like it.
“Izzy… my dad called me about you.” I froze mid napkin fold. “Tell me you’re joking.” “Nope. He’s worr
