All Chapters of Between two worlds : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Driving back to my hometown felt like stepping into a memory I hadn’t visited in a while. The town hadn’t changed much—quiet streets, familiar faces, and a sense of comfort that only home could offer. It had only been a little over three months since I moved away, but it felt like so much longer. Yet here I was, making the decision to return, to bring something of my own to this place that had shaped me so much. It was where I had first learned to bake, where I spent hours dreaming about opening my own business.I parked near the main square, my heart fluttering with anticipation. The decision was made—I was going to open my bakery here. This was my home, and it felt right to return, not just for the memories, but to create something lasting, something new.Scouting the LocationIvy and Ethan were eager to join me for this adventure, both of them excited to help turn my dream into a reality. As we walked down the main street, I couldn’t help but feel a deep connection to the place—thi

The bakery had become more than I ever imagined. It wasn’t just a cozy spot tucked away in my hometown anymore—it was a thriving business both in-store and online. Every morning, the aroma of freshly baked bread, cakes, and pastries filled the air, and customers would line up before opening hours, eager to get their hands on their favorites. The online orders had grown to the point where I had hired a dedicated team just to manage packaging and deliveries. The physical store bustled with activity too, and the once-quiet kitchen was now alive with the chatter of bakers and assistants, each perfecting their craft under my guidance. It hadn’t been easy getting to this point. Late nights spent perfecting recipes, long discussions with suppliers, and moments of doubt had all been part of the journey. But now, with a team of skilled and passionate workers, I finally had time to breathe and enjoy the fruits of my labor. I felt a sense of balance returning to my life. And with that ba

It had been more than four months since Jasmine’s confession to Ethan, and life had a way of moving on, whether we were ready for it or not. Looking back now, I couldn’t help but smile as I thought about how far we all had come, how much had changed in such a short period of time. Jasmine and Ethan’s relationship had taken a different turn. After the awkwardness of that moment where she had laid her heart out for him, things had slowly started to shift. They didn’t have a clear conversation about it—at least not the way people expected. Instead, the dynamic between them changed gradually, almost imperceptibly. They spent time together—more time than they had before—and the boundary that had once been there began to fade. At first, it was subtle. A lingering touch as they passed each other, shared looks that lasted a second too long, and laughter that filled the air between them like an unspoken understanding. But there was no grand declaration, no confirmation of what they were. It

The next day dawned softly, the first rays of sunlight filtering through my curtains as I stirred awake. Yesterday’s whirlwind of surprises and emotions still lingered in my mind like a vivid dream, but today promised something equally special—another chance to feel loved and cherished by the people closest to me. Leo was still sound asleep beside me, his face serene and peaceful, while Biscuit was perched by the window, watching the world outside with curious eyes. I carefully slid out of bed, not wanting to wake them, and padded to the kitchen to brew a fresh pot of coffee. As I sipped my coffee, the events of the day began to take shape in my mind. Ethan, Ivy, Jasmine, and Sophie had all planned to stop by to celebrate me in their own way. It wasn’t my birthday anymore, but their thoughtfulness seemed to stretch beyond a single day. By mid-morning, my apartment was buzzing with energy as my friends started arriving one by one. Ethan was the first to knock, holding a neatly wr

The first year of marriage was everything and nothing like I had imagined. It was filled with moments of pure joy, gentle challenges, and a deeper understanding of each other. Leo and I had learned to balance our dreams, our passions, and the quiet moments of everyday life, all while nurturing the foundation we had built together. Before our engagement, the bakery had been my world. Opening it had been a dream I’d carried with me for years, and when it became a reality, it felt like I was carving out a space for myself in the world. The cozy little shop had quickly become a beloved spot in town, filled with the scent of freshly baked bread and pastries. It wasn’t just a business—it was a piece of my heart, a manifestation of all the years of hard work and dedication. Leo had supported me from the very beginning, even though his world was far from the small-town life I had always known. Despite his busy schedule, he made sure to stop by regularly, bringing fresh flowers, always with