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CHAPTER 12
The next morning, I wake up real early to make breakfast for everyone but made sure to make Ismail’s just a little extra special. I made red velvet pancakes with ice cream and strawberries. I even put a hydrangea flower on the tray. I can’t wait for him to come downstairs. I am sure he is going to be confused as to why I made his breakfast so special. I plan to please Ismail so he will pick me for the trip. I hope it works.
“Hmm, what smells so good,” Ismail says walking into the kitchen.
“Good morning Ismail, how was your night?” I ask smiling.
“My night was fine, thank you for asking and whose breakfast is that,” Ismail says looking at me suspiciously.
“That’s good, and it’s yours.” I say putting the tray in front of him.
“Really, did you make it?”
“Yes, I did. I made it especially for you,” I say smiling at him.
“Umit, are you trying to kill me?”
“Ismail I would never try and kill you,” I say even though I know there
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