He baked badly at first—burnt loaves, collapsed cakes. Elena teased him mercilessly. But over time, his hands learned. His heart softened.
She closed shop. She didn’t answer Alaric’s calls. El principe y las pastelera - Emma Chase.epub
The silence that followed was not shock. It was grief—for a dream that had just died. He baked badly at first—burnt loaves, collapsed cakes
Elena was elbow-deep in dough when the door creaked. She looked up at a man in an expensive coat, snow melting in his dark hair, his hands trembling not from cold but from something deeper. He baked badly at first—burnt loaves