"You need to trust me on this. You'll never taste spaghetti like this anywhere else," Melissa said, grinning as the waiter placed their order on the table.
Emma nodded, raising an eyebrow as she eyed the dish. "Kind of new, I've never tried tom yam spaghetti before." She picked up her fork, her curiosity piqued.
For the first time in a few days, Emma felt her appetite stir. The mix of spicy, sour, and savory aromas made her stomach growl, and she couldn't help but take a bite. The flavors hit her instantly, bold and exciting, like nothing she had ever tasted before.
"This... this is actually really good," Emma said, her eyes widening in surprise as she savored another bite.
"I told you," Melissa said, smugly taking a bite herself. "It's the best in town. You'll be hooked, just wait."
"Well, well... who do we have here?" A whisper reached Emma's ears, making her turn to her side.