Chapter 15
Angelina hummed softly, moving her body as she diced and chopped the vegetables swiftly to cook the Spaghetti alla puttanesca. A popular spaghetti made in the brothels but it was very nice. She removed the apron on when it hung and wore it, wrapped it tightly around her body.
Faith stood and watched in awe how Angelina was holding the cutlery knives, cutting the vegetables into amazing shapes like a pro, she couldn't help herself to question how she learned to cook.
"Oh?!" Angelina wiped her head to give her partial attention to her new friend, "Where I learn how to cook?" she asked the question faith had asked her. "how won't I know how to cook" she spoke sarcastically, "when my dad was a five star chef" Angelina smiled brightly, "my dad never for a day stop cooking"
