Chapter 90

Arya. The scent of freshly baked pastries filled my senses as I pushed open the door to Natalie's busy bakery. The warm aroma wrapped around me, instantly transporting me back to countless memories of shared laughter and heartfelt conversations. I scanned the crowded space, my eyes searching for the familiar figure of my friend amidst the sea of bustling activity. "Arya!" I turned at the sound of my name, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips as Natalie's voice echoed through the room. She made her way towards me, her steps quick and purposeful. Before I could react, she threw her arms around me, pulling me into a tight embrace. "You're here," she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine excitement as she held me close. "Yes, I am," I replied, returning her hug with equal fervor. "But you really shouldn't be screaming like a banshee in your own bakery." Natalie pulled away. "Says who? I'm the boss here, remember?" I chuckled at her defiant tone. "Of course, you are," I conce