For Richard, it was unfamiliar territory. He had spent most of his life building his business empire, rarely pausing long enough to enjoy moments like these. When he left town the next morning, something in him felt different, as though he’d taken a piece of their quiet joy with him.

The other night, the bakery was quiet, the warmth of the ovens still lingering in the air. The scent of fresh bread and vanilla filled the space, making it feel cozy even after a long day. Everyone else had gone ...