Kabanata 37
Samantha’s POV “Sometimes, it starts with a smile. Then a joke. Then a story you’ve never told anyone else. And before you know it… you're letting someone back in.” It started with a muffin. More specifically—Gavin burning one. It was early evening, and the café was closed to customers. I stayed behind to finish some paperwork, and Gavin was experimenting in the kitchen again. He said he wanted to improve the recipe of the banana muffins because, and I quote, “they were too dense. Like me.” I laughed when he said that. I hadn’t laughed like that in a while. But the actual laughter came ten minutes later, when the smell of smoke started wafting from the kitchen and he came out holding a tray of overcooked muffins—browned, slightly charred, and looking downright miserable. He had flou
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