The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272 Good Food

Chapter 272 Good Food

Gabriel picked up a plump, glossy strawberry and offered it to his wife. “Try it. Andrewsent it just for us.”

Winona hesitated for a heartbeat, but the aroma was impossible to resist.

Without even thinking, she opened her mouth and took a bite.

The juice flooded her tongue, perfectly sweet with just a hint of tartness, the texture silkier than anything she’d tasted in years.

Something miraculous happened as she swallowed–a gentle warmth spread through her, sinking into her bones.

For days, she hadn’t been able to eat or sleep, weighed down by exhaustion and grief, but now a bit of that heaviness seemed to lift away.

She stared at Gabriel, wide–eyed and astonished.

Gabriel tried a strawberry himself, and the same soothing warmth washed through him.

It was more than delicious. It felt like a balm for his battered spirit.

It was like parched gr

nking in spring rain.

worry and anger, eased for the first time in ages.

The ache in his

“I… I have to

aid in disbelief, reaching for the box again.

3. 3.

Winona

not ea

He

and snatched the box away, hugging it close like it was priceless. “These are for Denisse! You’re

nope, but her voice trembled. “Give me everything else. I’m saving it all for Denisse!”

me alive again and felt a deep wave of relief.

other three storage buttons, feigning defeat.

n without a word, clutched the strawberries tightly, and hurried toward Denisse’s room.

stronger and lighter than they’d been in weeks.

ched her go, the corners of his mouth twitching up for a second before he followed.

light filled the bedroom.

enisse had woken at some point and sat slumped against the headboard.

The bandage on her forehead made her face look even paler, her skin so thin the blue veins stood out.

It took all her strength to keep her eyes open, and her gaze was unfocused, but when she saw her parents enter together, she managed the faintest, most fragile smile.

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Chapter 272 Good Food

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Winona’s heart clenched.

She hurried to the bed, moving like she might frighten a delicate bird, and gently wiped the cold sweat from Denisse’s forehead. Her voice dropped to a whisper. Denisse, you’re awake! Does it still hurt? Are you hungry? Want to try a little something to eat?”

Denisse barely shook her head. Her lips moved, but no sound came out.

The pain and the drugs had drained her, and the idea of food made her sick. Even staying awake was a struggle.

Winona refused to give up. She took out the box of strawberries and held it up like a prize. “Sweetheart, look. These are from Andrew–you remember, the chubby guy your father brought when he came to see you, He sent these strawberries just for you. I tried one. It was so good, so fragrant and sweet. Denisse, just try a bite, okay?”

Denisse’s lashes trembled, her eyes falling on the bright, juicy strawberries.

That sweet scent drifted up, and for the first time, it didn’t make her nauseous. Instead, it reached deep inside her, gently stirring her dulled senses and sparking a faint hunger.

It was a longing she hadn’t felt for so long.

She stared at the strawberries, then glanced up at her mother’s face overflowing with hope and at her father’s silent, anxious gaze.

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