LAYLA

I shut the door behind me as soon as I left the kitchen.

Anger flooded through me making my chest to heave.

Why did he have to make things so hard for me?

I wanted to cry.

Del Morino had given me another impossible task just when I thought he had made the decision to behave normally and be very kind to me.

He was just the devil in disguise.

I scowled at the he had previously given me: *Bouillabaisse. *

A soup that until today I had never heard of. It wasn't just any bouillabaisse either, it was the kind that needed uncommon ingredients from the nearby pack...