The Betrayed Chef's Sweet Revenge

olden brown, juice poolin

mother's cranberry-pecan stuffing, a recipe she hadn't made in years,

tall with delicate cream cheese frosting, s

ired but with a flicker of hope. Maybe this

ly, her ten-year-old,

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o-be ex if she found the courage, strolled in. Veronica C

lored box. "Happy Thanksgiving

lit up. "Ooh

from 'Sweet Surrender'," Veroni

in her stomach. She'd s

with a flourish. He served himself, t

pie first?" Lily asked, alread

anaged, her voice thin

ared a piece of turkey. "But you know, Veronica was just telling me about this amazing new

"Oh, it's divine, Rich. So much more exciti

ght pie, chimed in, "This pie is the bes

ly tasteless. Rich's words, Lily's prefe

ot unkindly, but with a dismissiveness that cut de

meal she'd poured her heart into now a symbol of her failure

ween them playing a game on Veronica's tablet, Amy cleared the t

stuffing, once comforting, now