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... ok bakery windows, painting golden lines across the clean tables. Marron pulled the last tray of bread rolls from the oven, steam curling into the air like a sigh.
Her apron was dusted white, hair tied up with a ragged ribbon that refused to stay straight.
The door creaked.
A tall man stepped inside, his presence commanding the room. His uniform was crisp black with red trim, sleeves rolled neatly to reveal strong forearms. His hair was the pale white of wood ash, his ski ...
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