Victoria's POVThe labor weekend was finally over.Mom and Tom came back from their camping trip in foul moods. According to my mom, Eric was taking everything that happened even harder than Tom was because Caleb had not even bothered to inform him that he was leaving. He just up and went. I was still peeved at Caleb but I decided to stay out of it.As defensive as I felt about Eric and the rest of the gang, I was not a Stallone and this was a family matter. I kept to myself for the remainder of the holiday and before I knew it, Tuesday finally rolled around.Over the weekend, I had done some thinking regarding my future and the plan that I had for myself. I had been working at Mrs. Pullman’s bakery for a few months now, and I loved it. I loved waking up early and spending my mornings surrounded by the sweet smells of baked goods.I loved chatting with the regulars who came in every day for their morning pastries and the joy of watching them take the first bite of their tasty treat. A
Caleb's POVIt had been a week since the camping trip and a week since I had spoken to any member of my family, excluding my mom. This was the longest I had ever gone without talking to either dad or Eric. It felt horrible like I was going against the very nature of who I was and in truth, it sucked. My family didn’t do this sort of thing. Whenever there was an issue, we never stayed mad at each other for this long.Dad had tried to reach out on the first two days but I didn’t pick up his calls. After a while, he gave up completely. Eric, on the other hand, had not talked to me at all which informed me that he was pissed. I reckoned, the next time we saw each other, he would have some choice words to say to me.In hindsight, I could have handled the whole thing better. I should have at least given my dad a chance to defend himself or allowed him an opportunity to talk to Brianna before we left. This could all have been one big misunderstanding.“Or maybe it was all a lie.” This though
Victoria's POV It was my first Saturday as a free(self-employed) woman and that morning had started out exactly like I had expected it to: with me nursing a terrible hangover from the previous night. Alice, Ben and I had gone out to celebrate me finally quitting my job, the best way that we knew how. We had initially planned to just have a few cocktails and call it a night but after Ben and his workmates showed up, that plan immediately went out of the window. They had a long day of work and all they wanted to do was to party the night away to properly usher in their weekend. Alice and I did not need a lot of convincing. The main motivator for me was definitely the fact that most of Ben's workmates were hot! Ben had warned me that they were womanizers so I knew nothing serious could come from it but it didn’t hurt to just look. Besides, I wasn’t looking for anything serious with anyone. This week has affirmed my decision to continue focusing on myself and my dream. I could not affo
Victoria's POVIt had been about a month since I had my little talk with caleb. I was worried about him. I had never seen him look so downtrodden before and it made me hate Brianna even more. No one deserved to have their spirits broken like that. I asked Tom if he had spoken with Caleb lately but he hadn’t. Caleb had apparently isolated himself from everyone.I also asked Eric if he had checked in on Caleb and the answer that I got from him wasn’t reassuring either. Eric was convinced that his brother was depressed. He had gone up to phoenix to visit him two weeks ago because he was worried that Caleb was not returning phone calls.When he got there, Caleb's house was a mess which was very concerning. He had always been a clean freak so the act that his house was messy was obviously a reflection of his mental state.I talked to Sam about the whole thing because I felt guilty and partly responsible for the part that I played in everything that happened.If I had never mentioned the pr
Caleb's POVVictoria was calling me. I had to check my caller ID twice just to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. It was actually her! I was so confused. She was the last person that I expected to call me.I had received several calls over the past month but I had not answered many of them. Dad had eventually stopped calling. Eric had even come up to see me once but the person who was most concerned was Brianna. I had stopped talking to her completely.She blew my phone up, leaving multiple voicemails and texts demanding that I tell her what was wrong. She even threatened that she would come over once but I told her that I was tied up at work. I imagined how frustrated she must have been and almost felt sorry for her but she was the reason I was in this mess in the first place.I felt horrible, broken even. It had started to sink in that I may be losing the love of my life. Life with Brianna had definitely not been a bed of roses but the thought of being alone was more than I could bea
Victoria's POVEverything in my life was going so well, I had to pinch myself just to make sure that I wasn’t dreaming. It had been a week since I reached out to Caleb. As much as I was upset that he hadn’t responded yet, everything else went great afterward. It was almost as if talking to him had triggered a stroke of good luck.I reached out to the Miller’s to inquire if we were still on. They were still visiting family in Texas so as much as I wanted to have this meeting face-to-face, I had to settle for being content with a phone call. This time I talked to Mr. Miller. He was so sweet and just as supportive as his wife. Something about him reminded me of my late grandfather and I felt an overwhelming amount of fondness for him.“Look at you Victoria. All grown up and running a business. I’m so proud of you!” I started tearing up at the validation.“Thank you, Mister Miller. So are we still on? Can I rent your store?” I asked not disguising the excitement in my voice.I had signed
Caleb's POV“I can’t deal with you right now!” Brianna said as she stomped to the bedroom.The next thing I heard was the door banging. I sighed and sat down on the couch. It had been two weeks since I confronted her or as I preferred to think of it, two weeks since she somehow managed to turn me into the bad guy in a fight she had managed to manipulate me and get herself out of trouble once again.The worst part was that this time I knew and I resented her for it. I also resented myself for just going along with it even though I knew I was being played. I had tried to bring up the conversation again over the phone but Bree managed to steer the conversation in a completely different direction.It was honestly kind of impressive. She went back to Los Angeles the day after I confronted her.I had spent the one day that we were together comforting her and assuring her that I wouldn’t leave her. When she finally calmed down, she pulled me down by my neck and kissed me. I knew it was anot
Victoria's POVThings between Aaron and I were progressing pretty quickly but I wouldn’t change a thing. I decided to have coffee with him two days before the Anniversary party. I found myself having free evenings. I had finished preparing all my buttercream and meringue and the pasties that I had just baked needed to cool off before I could do anything to them. I worked up my nerve and called him. He picked up just as I was about to hang up.“Hi, Aaron. It’s Victoria from The Cookie Jar.”“Hi Victoria from the cookie jar,” he said.That managed to get a smile from me.“How are you?” I asked awkwardly.I was not used to leading a conversation. “I’m good now. I was starting to think that you would never call and I was low-key freaking out about it. I’m so glad you did,” he said.It surprised me how honest he was about his feelings. It wasn’t something I was used to.“Sorry, I didn’t call earlier. I've been so busy preparing for the party, I haven’t really had much time for anything