Chapter 72
- SARAH'S POV
- I walked into the kitchen, the aroma of sizzling bacon enveloping me. Juniper stood at the stove, expertly flipping pancakes as the skillet sizzled and crackled.
- My gaze lingered on Juniper's effortless domesticity. Her long, curly hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, and a sprinkle of flour dusted her cheek.