Chapter - 173
I was wearing the angel wings over my turtle neck. It must reflect graciously its sparkles, as I noticed Gannon’s gaze fixed on my neck. He showered his smile on his drying lips, not forced this time, but a half-smile before looking up in my eyes. His face is as precious as ever, but just not alive as much as I would like.
He wouldn’t take the break up badly, will he?
Well, blowing out the candles and making a wish was not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Or awkward. There were five different cake slices, birthday funfetti, chocolate glazed, hazelnut & chocolate, red velvet, and cream cheese, and pumpkin spice, all forming into a perfect circle together on the cute box with bunnies and a red star. I would like to think this place has a thing for bunnies. Not that I'
