Building Her Throne Burying My Heart (Claire) novel Chapter 119

Claire knew exactly when Elaine’s Pierogi closed, so she was convinced there was no way I could have gotten the real thing. Yet there I was, walking in with a bag straight from their shop. She stared at me, totally stunned.

“This isn’t just from some random place, right? I can tell Elaine’s flavor from a mile away. No other shop in the city could ever get it right, so don’t even try to trick me,” she said.

Turns out Claire never forgot that taste. It was the same one she’d craved for so long, the one that kept lingering in her memory.

The moment she thought of it, flashes of the past started creeping in, but she pushed them away as quickly as they came. She needed to focus on reality, not get lost in memories that had already faded away.

“If you’re faking it, you might as well just admit it now,” she said.

“Relax, just give me a second,” I replied.

I went into the kitchen and followed Elaine’s recipe step by step. In no time, I had a steaming bowl of pierogi ready.

When I placed it in front of Claire, she just stared, frozen. She hadn’t even tasted it yet, but the familiar scent was already filling the room.

I set the bowl down and told her, “Everything’s done. I’m going to bed.”

It was already after midnight, and I’d been running around all night. I had nothing left to say.

As I turned to go, Claire stopped me. “Hold on. I have something to ask you.”

She pulled out a car inspection report from the last accident—the official police report from the crash.

“This is the investigation from the car accident. Read it.”

I just glanced at it, not bothering to reach for it. “I’m not interested. It won’t change anything.”

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