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13. The Resignation

Today's breakfast is chocolate muffins, French toasts and buttermilk pancakes and waffles. Today's menu is my favourite and I'm good at making them. Chocolate muffins are my specialty, that's what kids at my foster home said. When I was living there, I used to bake different flavored muffins for the volunteers and kids and their compliments were always motivational.

Just thinking about them give me teary eyes. I miss my old life. I didn't have to worry about money, rent or career when I was living in my foster home. Maybe I should've never grown up. It would be better if I'd remained a kid all life.

Those kinds of thoughts are keep coming to my mind since that wedding disaster.

"So, everything is going to be sweet today in the breakfast."

I turn around. My eyes open in full circles when I see Ashar standing in kitchen. My heart hammers against my chest.

The fresh scent of after-shave spread in the entire kitchen. His hairs are wet explaining he took a shower
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Delceita Haughton
why these young women are so silly about these young men that d'ont mean them any
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Cheryl
In English we DO NOT say “hairs”. His “hair” is wet…meaning his head of hair…singular. We cut our “hair” again singular. But meaning our head of hair.
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