Scarlett caught the scent of cinnamon and yeast as she knocked on Adele’s door. “Adele,” she called through the wood. “Can I come in?”
A moment later, the door opened two inches to reveal a sliver of her best friend’s face. “No. I’m busy.”
“Busy?” Scarlett stretched up on her tiptoes to try to see over Adele’s head. “Did you make cinnamon rolls?”
Adele ope…
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