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2025-04-06 18:30:01The first time back in the bakery was both a relief and a bittersweet experience. The familiar scent of flour and sugar greeted her as she stepped through the door, Ryker lingering out of sight near the shadows of a nearby alley. Sarai rolled up her sleeves, her hands remembering the motions as though no time had passed. Dough was kneaded, trays filled, and the oven hummed its usual tune.
As the morning progressed, her usual customers began to filter in, their faces lighting up with surprise and joy at seeing her behind the counter again. "Sarai! It’s so good to see you back," called out Mr. Donnelly, the retired schoolteacher who always ordered a cinnamon roll and a black coffee. "The place hasn’t been the same without you."
Others chimed in as well, each greeting filling the bakery with a warmth Sarai hadn’t realized she missed so deeply. Mrs. Hargrove was particularly animated, her hands fluttering as she shared updates about her grandchildren, while young Amy from
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