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HER

A quiet storm in guise of a woman. A baker with flour-dusted hands and secrets buried deeper than her silence.

No one knows where she came from, only that she keeps to herself — except for the scent of cinnamon that seeps through the hallway walls.

But beneath the surface lies a past, a dark secret and pain.

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