Where Her Heart Leads

Previously

…Elara laughed, a sound of pure joy. “Perhaps. But first,” she said, her gaze lingering on his, “I think we deserve a break from all this baking. Maybe a walk? Or… or just a quiet moment away from the crowds?” Liam nodded, his hand finding hers. Their fingers interlaced, a silent promise passing between them. The blue ribbon was a testament to her skill, but the feeling blooming in her chest, the connection she felt with Liam, was a far greater prize. The pie contest might be over, but a new, far sweeter recipe was just beginning. And Elara, for the first time in a long time, felt like she was finally on the right track, her heart leading her exactly where it needed to be.