Chapter 40

SIENNA

Six years later...

"Sienna, where do you want me to put this sack of flour?" Caleb asked as he entered my shop, effortlessly carrying a new supply of flour on his shoulder. I had been running a bit short-staffed, so I had requested Caleb's help to replenish our stock from the market. The dessert shop had gained popularity within the neighborhood.

In the wake of the divorce, I redirected all