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He looks at the centre of the room and a beautiful cake was lited by his beautiful Woman wearing a pink robe loosed carelessly showing a perfect body shape, a boobs perfectly packaged in a pink lacy lingerie. Brayden Adam apple bobbled up and down lyrically according to the movement of Ashley, she sing her perfect body to the slow music playing. The cake was shinning brightly with the little candle lited on the cake that shows the beauty of the cake and perfect word crafted on it. "You are mine alone." He read it loud and it sounds dominion and possessive. Is this woman trying to be jealous or telling me I now belongs to her and her alone. Of course, you are mine too. He thought inwardly.

I loved how affectionate she had gotten over the last few months. Everyone quieted down when Lexi, and her mom brought the cake in that Lexi spent most of the morning making. When they placed it in front of Jeremy, he beamed at Lexi. “Is this a Lexi special?” Jeremy asked. “Sure is uncle Jeremy. Red velvet with butter cream icing.” Lexi responded with a smile. “Best cake ever made.”

What will happen if it ever snows? Ten minutes later I'm sitting at an unoccupied chair in the back of the café with my back to the window. Because you never know when you'll need music, I pull a pair of headphones from my purse, plug them into my phone and open the player. The last song I'd listened to finishes and Daughtry's song "Over You" blasts into my ears. The semi gloomy song makes me smile as I sing along with the lyrics in my head and think of Trey for each and every one. When the song ends, I play it again and then one more time as I finish my second red velvet cupcake.

Valerio found her there, standing in silence. "I didn't know you played." "I don't," she said, a little short of breath. "But something about this room needs music." He sat down beside her. His hand encased hers. "You bring to this place what it's always lacked." "Hope?" she asked, all but challenging him. He rejected it. "Redemption." They did not kiss. Yet. But they sat together, hands clasped between broken keys, surrounded by the ghosts of everything that had made him monstrous.

And without waiting for his answer, she spoke, “Please resume the music and play ‘Still Falling for you.’.” “That’s my granddaughter.” Sophia Haysert gave a flying kiss at her. “She surely has wrapped our son around her finger.” Brandon Haysbert said when he saw Calvin agreeing to her request. “Fire and ice This love is like fire and ice This love is like rain and blue skies This love is like sun on the rise This love got me rolling the dice Don't let me lose Still falling for you Still falling for you”

Her eyes flicked to the people nearby, to Leon, who was still deep in conversation across the room, and then back to me. She tried to recover. “I heard they brought out dessert,” she said quickly, turning toward a nearby display table. “Don’t you still like the red velvet with lemon cream? That used to be your favorite, remember?” I followed her gaze—and there it was. The same cake. Red velvet, white frosting, with lemon cream tucked between layers. The flavor that had clung to the back of my throat the night I was humiliated for the entire room to see. My chest went still.

Never red velvet. He filled the hollow space inside me slowly and without force. "Hey, beautiful," he said from behind me. "May I have the honor of this dance?" I turned. He wore a relaxed linen shirt, and sunlight caught in his hair. He held two pistachio ice creams. "No red velvet?" I asked. "Never," he said with a smile as he handed one to me. "Only what you like, Isabella." I took a bite. The cool sweetness melted across my tongue.

I’ll just have to find a way to block Trevor’s attack, just like I’ve blocked all of his other attacks. As I’m lying in my bed planning my counter moves, my mom and dad come to my room singing happy birthday. My mom is holding a Red Velvet mini cake in her hands. Yes! Red Velvet is my favorite. “Happy birthday, Sweet Pea.” My dad says. “Thanks, mom and dad,” I say with a smile My mom hands me the cake and sits on the edge of my bed. “Mona called. She said she had been trying to call you this morning but got your voicemail. She also tried to link you, but you have everyone blocked.”

Chapter Thirty one Jemima's POV After Josh cut the cake, he couldn't hide his excitement when he realised that I had baked his favourite. Red velvet ice-cream cake.Three layers of red velvet cake and two layers of homemade cheesecake ice cream sandwiched between the layers like he loves it."Thank you..." He mouthed me and I just winked.