Autumn stopped to gather her breath before she turned and left for the kitchen.
No matter what, I'm not giving up. At least not for someone like him!
Whether he's the manager or not, I met the owner. And though he was weird and all, he sounded reasonable. He won't let Julian have his way around here, right?
Thousands of thoughts clouded her mind as she pushed through the kitchen doors.
The familiar sounds washed over her immediately. The clatter of pans. The hiss of steam. The low hum of conversation between the staff. It should've calmed her. Normally, it did.
But today, her chest was still tight.
Then the oven beeped, cutting through her spiraling thoughts.
"Oh look! They're nicely done!" Simara's voice rang out cheerfully as she pulled a tray of muffins from the oven, her oven mi
