~Eliza~I hugged my package to my chest, with a small, satisfied smile.After being forced to wake up early, thanks to the darned, recurrent nightmare, I had needed something to take the edge off.Luckily, I discovered a small cafe just a few minutes' walk away from Aria’s bar. It was a lovely, bright space that always managed to uplift my mood.But most importantly, their pastry was to die for. I got two slices of chocolate cake, one soft bun, and a beautiful croissant. I inhaled the smell wafting from the bag like it was a drug and I was a junkie.Actually, from how often I had patronised them this week alone, I might as well be a pastry junkie. At least, if I couldn’t do anything else, I could indulge in something.I never used to do this before. No, not when it meant I would have to listen to Daniel’s little snide comments about how I was gaining weight.Before I would tell myself that he only meant it in a good way, that he was actually looking out for me.I shook my head and let
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