Seona’s POV
I sit beside Mark, holding his hand tightly as we talk to his sisters, Sherrie asking me all about my fudge before querying if I do mail order.
‘Umm, no I just sell it through my friend’s bakery where I work’ I reply.
‘That is a shame’ Sherrie sighs, ‘I’m a wedding planner, your product would be great as a favour option for my clients, plus it would do well around the holidays, everyone shops online now. You would just need to get some pretty packaging, maybe offer personalisation as well, you could charge a premium for bespoke options.’
‘Oh I don’t think anyone . . ‘ I start to reply, but fingers tighten around my own, stilling the words on my lips, and I look over at Mark who shakes his head at me, frowning.
‘Everyone loves your fudge Love’ he murmurs under his breath so
