Cutting the ribbon felt like stepping into a story I never thought I’d star in. The coffee machine purred gently, and I watched faces glow after tasting my muffins, cinnamon twists, and bagels. My husband’s family swarmed the place that first day.
Cousins I barely knew, aunts who’d never noticed me, even Uncle Hal who only showed up to grumble. They cheered as I cut the ribbon. They hugged me and said things like, “We’re so proud!” and “You did it, girl!”
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