Emily’s POVThe kitchen was alive, humming with the kind of organized chaos that always came before dinner service. Pans clanged, ovens roared, knives chopped in rhythm, and the scent of garlic, lemon, and roasted chicken filled the air. I wiped my hands on my apron and looked over at Emma, who was
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