media. Liam, to her surprise, was a natural in the kitchen. He worked with easy confidence, kneading dough, humming classic rock, and tossing her flour when she got too serious. One chilly morning, as

acking boxes of pies for the fall festival, Aunt June smirked. "You and Liam make a good team." Emma rolled her eyes. "Don't start." "I'm just saying, honey. He never really stopped caring about you.