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The final loaves rest under the amber glow of the display case, their warmth bleeding into the quiet air, thick with the scent of sugar and yeast. A fine dusting of flour ghosts across the tile floor. My fingers tug at the apron, feeling the once-loose fabric now stretched taut, the strings biting into my sides—a snug, undeniable testament to a month of secret, nightly feasts. Cassian's footsteps recede from the back room, and I catch his lingering, knowing glance toward the racks still laden with unsold pastries. He'd mentioned the heavy stock tonight, and I can't shake the feeling his eyes are on the camera feed, watching me in this silent, flour-dusted cathedral. The door clicks shut, leaving me utterly alone with the day's leftovers. A low, eager growl rolls through my stomach as my…