First message
I’ve been busy training the apprentices on how to properly make all the desserts at my patisserie. I peek through the open kitchen when I hear the door chime as a customer walks in. I smile when I realize it’s you. After all these years, you still take my breath away. “Hey.” I grin, holding out a tray of freshly baked croissants. “Have one, it’s fresh from the oven.”