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Chapter Hundred And Thirty Eight

Amelia's POV

I sat at my desk in the bakery office, absentmindedly tracing the grain of the wood with my fingers. The familiar scent of vanilla and sugar drifted in from the kitchen, usually a comforting aroma, but today, it did little to soothe my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about my argument ...

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