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I swallow. So this is it: the article. They had said it would be a surprise last night,

and I didn’t know what that meant at the time. I couldn’t be there for the

interview because of the fire, so I have no idea how it went.

“Go on,” Ethan says. “Read it.”

My heart hammers in my chest as I pick up the paper. Unfolding it, my eyes lock

onto the headline: “Rising Star Chef Abby Reinvents Culinary Arts.” Below it is a

picture of me in the kitchen, captured mid-laugh, looking genuinely happy.

“Hey,” I laugh, holding it up. “Who took this picture?”

“Oh, I did,” Daisy says, checking her nails nonchalantly. “Snuck it a couple

weeks ago, actually.”

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“Why?” I ask, laughing.

Daisy shrugs. “Ethan asked me to take some pictures for the website. Turns out

this one had a better use here.”

I scan through the paragraphs, my eyes soaking in each word. The journalist

has painted a vivid picture, not just of me, but of my entire team and how we

work together to create something special.

There are quotes from Leah about my leadership, and from John about my

innovative dishes. Chloe’s snarky wit is captured in print too, adding humor and

liveliness to the narrative.

Finally, the article comes to a close with a final line that sets my heart on fire.

“All in all, Abby’s restaurant—La Belle Vie Bistro—is more than just a restaurant.

It’s home.”

As I finish reading, I feel tears brimming in my eyes. It’s better than I could’ve

ever hoped for. My eyes lift to meet my team, and I’m shocked to see that more

have gathered: John, Anton, and yes, even Karl. They’re all standing around

me, expectant looks on their faces.

“Oh my god, guys, this is incredible,” I say, my voice wavering. “Did you all really

say these things about me?”

Chloe shrugs, a soft smile on her l*ps. “Well, someone had to tell the world how

amazing you are.”

John adds, “And it’s all true, Abby. We couldn’t let those lies that those other

‘journalists’ wrote be the only thing that people see about you. They should see

the truth.”

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“We all chipped in,” Ethan chimes in. “Little things. Tidying up, making sure the

kitchen looked extra clean, giving the journalist the best food we’ve ever made.

We wanted this to be perfect for you.”

I can’t help myself. I stand up and hold my arms out, tears streaming down my

cheeks unabashedly. Everyone piles in for a big group hug, and in this moment,

I feel my heart do a fl*p. “I don’t know what to say. I’m just so grateful to have all

of you in my life. Thank you for making this so special.”

When we all pull apart, I wipe the tears from my eyes. When I lift my gaze again,

I’m met with Karl—he’s standing there, his hands in his pockets, a soft look in

his brown eyes. I feel like I could melt, and I have to quickly look away to hide

the blush creeping into my cheeks.

“Really, guys,” I say, addressing the group. “Thank you. You know what? Free

meals on me tonight. We can all go out. My treat.”

My announcement is met with cheers. In this moment, I feel so light, like I could

float away.

But as the team scatters and returns to their work, I’m quickly grounded again

as my phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out and feel myself grow pale. It’s a

call from Mr. Thompson. Did he like the article?

Stepping into my office, I answer it.

“Mr. Thompson,” I breathe, clutching my n*ecklace with one hand. “How are

you?”

“Abby, I just read the article. Fantastic, just fantastic!” Mr. Thompson’s voice

booms over the line.

I feel my shoulders relax instantly. “Thank you, sir. I’m thrilled about it, too,” I

reply, still floating on a cloud of happiness.

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“Now, don’t get too comfortable,” he warns, a serious edge to his voice. “The

pre-competition interview is coming up, and it’s going to be televised. This is big,

Abby, even bigger than the article. Are you ready for it?”

My heart leaps into my throat. But right now, more than ever, I feel like I could

tackle anything. “Y-Yes, Mr. Thompson. I’ll be ready.”

“Excellent,” he says. “I knew I could count on you. Prepare yourself; this is only

the beginning.”