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Previously

…She met Leo’s gaze, a speculative glint in her eyes. She pointed to her stomach, then to the cinnamon roll, then back to her stomach, her expression one of intense, playful inquiry. Leo, despite his confusion, found himself smiling. He had a feeling that this was just the beginning of their culinary adventure. He had a feeling that this woman, who spoke a language he didn’t understand, had somehow unlocked a hidden talent within him. And as the scent of perfectly baked goods continued to waft from his bakery, drawing in the curious and the hungry, he knew one thing for certain: his life, much like his dough, had just become a whole lot more interesting.