Chapter 107 Bird Of Fire

• The morning light barely peeked through the thin curtains of Amanda’s small room. She had tossed and turned all night, her mind restless with worry and exhaustion. After everything that had happened with Vicktor, her bakery had become the only place where she felt in control, where she could channel her pain into something productive. But the unease she felt now was unlike anything she’d experienced.
• Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. Amanda reached for it, her heart sinking when she saw Leon’s name on the screen. Something about the timing sent a chill down her spine.
• “Amanda,” Leon said, his voice urgent the moment she answered. “You need to come down to the bakery. Now.”