By the time the calendar rolled into late November, the coastal district had transformed into a landscape of stark, monochromatic beauty. The tourists were a distant memory, and the municipal pier stood like a skeletal silhouette against the churning, iron-gray waves. The wind had teeth now, howling off the Atlantic and carrying a bitter frost that encrusted the bakery’s front windows in elaborate patterns of salt and ice.Inside, however, the air was thick with the scent of roasted pecans, brown sugar, and the deep, earthy warmth of the stone ovens.Evelyn—now universally known to the town as Elena Vance—moved behind the counter with a heavy, rhythmic grace. Her pregnancy was undeniable now. The subtle curve had given way to a prominent, high swell that forced her to leave her thick wool sweaters unbuttoned at the hem. Her lower back ached constantly, and her ankles swelled after a long morning shift, but she refused to sit down until the mid-morning rush had cleared."You're pushing
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