Romans & histoires Tea Cake And Janie

“Make me and Mama proud. Don’t waste my hardship.” Kyle’s face softened. He pulled her into a tight hug, and for a moment, they just stood there—quiet, steady, holding each other together. “Thank you, Ate,” he said, voice low. “Go,” she whispered. “You’ll be late.” When the door closed behind them, Janine exhaled. Her legs gave out and she sat on the couch, burying her face in her hands. She had done what she needed to do. But at what cost?

"Tito Adrian and I baked it together." She glanced at Adrian and smiled at him. "Wow! A cake!" Janus jumped happily. Sophia carefully lifted the lid of the box. Inside was the chocolate cake they had made together the night before. It had simple frosting and a chocolate drizzle. And small fondant decorations. It wasn't perfect but they had made it together. For the first time, she felt proud of something they had created as a team. "Wow!" Janus almost jumped again. "It looks so pretty, Tita! It looks delicious too!"

“Now, quickly open the box, so we can know its sender. And don't worry about it being a time bomb because it's not.” “You should go into mind-reading,” I huffed fondly, placing the box on the table. “Open it.” “Really?” Janine was practically radiating with joy as she brought her hands together. “Yes.” I nodded. She then opened the box, and revealed it's contents, which comprised of a note and the cutest mini cake I'd ever seen captioned; “Will you go to dinner with me?” “So, do you know who sent it now?” Janine asked, and I smiled, grabbing and perusing the note, which read;

He was now standing beside me observing my every movement. "I never knew that you can make cupcakes. You never told me that." "Well, I thought you knew everything about me," I narrowed my eyes on him remembering his words last night. "I missed out on this part, obviously." He pinched on my cheek. "Actually, I was the one who starts the idea of selling cupcakes in Scarlet's coffee shop and I taught her how to do it. We started selling it in a small amount at first then when it got more requests day by day we decided to make it as one of the coffee shop's signature desserts." I told him the small secret that he seems not aware of.

She giggled “First we will have breakfast at the pancake cafe, they make the best pancakes with sausages and bacon with the freshest orange juice; I know you love your pancakes. Then we would go to the mall at Westside, they sell at a good price and their dresses are of good quality. After shopping we would think of fun things to do before I take you home.” “Seems you have everything planned without my contribution.” “I know you will love my plan either way.” Stephanie shook her head and smiled, surrendering herself to whatever Jane had planned. ************* They drove to a small family-friendly cafe, and Stephanie ordered waffles and bacon with orange juice. “You surprised me again.” Jane

*2 months back* "No,it's tasty",said Zane, smiling at Daisy. "Come on Zane, you know I can understand when you lie",said Daisy. "Yeah",said Zane, embarassed. "Okay..it's very bad. I'm sorry Daisy but there's just too much cocoa powder in it" Daisy had decided to bake a cake with Zane. It took a lot of time and a lot of bickering, but they finally made it.

THIRD POV The kitchen smelt like vanilla and strong herbal tea. Jane had learnt the art of brewing herbal tea when she was younger, she loved making it whenever she was less busy. Joy was something that seldom took hold of her completely but at that very moment, she was very happy. Her first love had promised to come over for tea and what other proper way to have tea than with some home made cookies and biscuits. She took her time to prepare the vanilla biscuits then bought some cookies to go with it as well. Everything was perfect, at least almost perfect. The main guest was not yet around.

She poured tea into a mug and slid it toward him. “I’ll be in the kitchen while you drink it,” she said with a polite nod before retreating. Gerald lifted the mug and inhaled slowly. The warm scent of ginger filled his senses. He took a sip. Instantly, his brows knitted, and his back stiffened. A few seconds passed. Then, as though nothing were amiss, he resumed drinking. In the kitchen, Janet placed rice on the stove and grinned to herself. She wasn’t terrible at cooking—just average. But tea? Coffee? Those were her specialties. That, she could boast about.

It was quite easy to transform Jane Puckett, scholarship student and chronic coffee drinker, into Jailbird, the mysterious masked dancer in Fantasy Island. The hangover would have to wait. Bills didn't pay themselves.

There was also a faint fragrant smell in the atmosphere. Janice looked at Catelyn calmly. This was the scheming girl, she thought. She had only not seen her for a few days, and she had already gotten out with Cedrick publicly. Janice remembered Catelyn only being Cedrick's employee back then. "'Kitty'… Can I call you that?" asked Janice as she handed a teacup to Catelyn with a smile. "Yes, of course! As long as you don't dislike it," said Catelyn flatteringly. She hurriedly got up and took the teapot and cup from Janice. "This teapot is quite heavy. Let me take it for you."