"I love him." I stopped, in the middle of cutting a line of cinnamon rolls. "But I can't give up my life to be with him."
Mom raised an eyebrow. "That's what you do when you marry. Two become one." She let out a low laugh. "Compromise. It took your father and I a few years to figure it out, but we learned how to negotiate, give and take."
"But Teddy and I—it wouldn't be a fair deal." The tart smell hung in the air around us. "Sure, I would be a Princess." I pushed the blade through the thick doughy roll. "Except I couldn't do this."
"I'm sure the palace has a kitchen."
I eyed her. "You know what I mean. Help you run the store, put my business degree to good use. From what I understand, all the Ansulenia royalty does is charity work."
This earned me a second eyebrow raise. "Charity is
