It wasn't just an isolated craving.
The very next afternoon, Jillyanna's message lit up Cielo's screen once again, this time with a desperate plea to hunt down a specific batch of raw green mangoes and ripe peaches. At first, no one in the household thought twice about the bizarre requests. Ever since the day Cielo and Lucian had first integrated her into their lives, Jillyanna had always been an unrepentant glutton when the mood struck her, boasting an appetite that completely defied her slender frame.
Setting the heavy paper bags down on the kitchen island, Cielo shook her head and pulled out a paring knife, helping her best friend peel the stubborn fruit.
"Good grief, Yanna, these things are fiercely sour," Cielo remarked, a sharp, mischievous smile cutting across her features as she sliced through the second green mango. "Are you secretly swallowing a massive dose of jealousy over someone right now? Because this level of sourness is practically a confession."
