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CHAPTER 38

Author: Anna Stac
last update publish date: 2026-06-29 01:31:32

Elena's Pov

I burned the first batch of sourdough completely the next morning, something I had not done since my very first nervous weeks learning to bake under Miss Clara's patient supervision. I stood staring at the blackened, ruined loaves for a long moment before I let myself acknowledge why.

I kept seeing Damien's face in that arena hallway, pleasant and composed, the particular delicate emphasis he had placed on certain words. I think about you often. More than you probably realize. T
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    Elena's Pov I burned the first batch of sourdough completely the next morning, something I had not done since my very first nervous weeks learning to bake under Miss Clara's patient supervision. I stood staring at the blackened, ruined loaves for a long moment before I let myself acknowledge why. I kept seeing Damien's face in that arena hallway, pleasant and composed, the particular delicate emphasis he had placed on certain words. I think about you often. More than you probably realize. The memory kept surfacing at the worst possible moments, intruding on the careful rhythm of measuring and kneading and watching the clock, until an entire tray had gone well past where it should have come out. "Well," Miss Clara said, surveying the damage with her hands on her hips. "That is certainly something." "I am sorry," I said. "I will redo it." "I am not asking you to apologize, child. I am asking what happened in your head, because that bread did not burn itself." I told her, halting

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