Pizza For A Reason: Square Slices & Shared Secrets

Val's P.O.V

The moment the pizza boxes landed on the table, the room buzzed with an electric energy. Brielle's laughter was infectious, her dimples deepening as she clapped her hands together like a kid on 25th December morning.

"Oh, bring it in!" she chanted, practically vibrating with excitement as she snatched the boxes from my grip.

Oh Brielle, you had long awaited this more than anyone else. I said pushing the rest of the packages to her. Her hands seemed tired as her grip was firm to carry the pizza boxes. She couldn’t even hold for long when left it all to fall on the table.

She smiles back, concentrating on unpacking the pizza boxes.

The scent of melted cheese, tangy tomato sauce, and crispy crust filled the air, making my stomach growl in anticipation. This pizza company never disappointed.

Brielle wasted no time flipping open the lids, and the sight that greeted us was nothing short of mesmerizing.