After Three Years In My Bakery He Tried To Sell It Behind My Back

make it okay.”

“I know.”

She looked at me. “I was jealous when Daniel walked in. Not because of who he is. Because he looked at you like the room didn’t matter. Nobody has ever looked at me that way.”

We sat for another hour.

We did not become sisters again in one coffee shop. But when she left, she hugged me and did not hold on too long.

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