Chapter 127 Goodbyes Aren't Forever
- Rafael
- Two days had flown by like a breeze.
- I stood outside the bakery—my bakery—watching as the movers bustled around, hauling in countertops, the heavy mixer, racks, and all the sleek wooden furniture I’d handpicked with love. The walls were still fresh with paint, sunlight poured through the big front windows, and the golden letters spelling “Rafa’s Bakes & Love” gleamed proudly on the glass.