"I feel like you will ruin me one day, Angelica." His voice was hoarse.



His forehead came to rest against mine.



"But why do I want to be ruined so badly?" He breathed.

~~

He was lightning and thunder, frightening, but so magnificent.

I was a hurricane, lost and in search of purpose.

When we met it was like a collision of two catastrophes.

But who knew chaos could be so beautiful, so addicting.

And for a moment, he made me forget the destruction that is inevitable when two storms collide.

When Storms Collide

/"Taylor, how's that Beef bourguignon coming along?/" I demanded from one end of the kitchen.

/"Almost done, chef!/" Taylor, my apprentice, responded from the other end.

I nodded in her direction and turned my attention back to the cheese soufflé mixture I was currently working on.

/"Will you please tell me if this Velouté tastes okay?/" Lucas, another one of the young chefs working under me asked as he held a wooden spoon in front of me to taste.

I took the spoon from him and placed it between my lips. All at once the familiar comforting taste and velvety texture of the Velouté sauce flooded my senses.

/"It's delicious./" I patted Lucas on the back. /"Good job./" He gave me a grateful smile before scurrying away to finish his other tasks.

I poured the soufflé mixture into the porcelain dishes and put them in the preheated oven. Making sure to set the timer for twenty-five minutes.

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