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Dessert, my favorite food group, the brownies, cakes, all the funky ways you can introduce chocolate. Platters after platters, filled with cookie assortments, brownie stacks, and cakes that go as high as the diamond chandelier.

This wasn't just your average stop at the bakery, this was the whole frickin bakery. My eyes dazed as I felt overwhelmed by all the new colors and sweets that were ready to dive into my stomach.

"You look dazed", I didn't even notice Nolan standing there, watching me fantasize about sweets. I nervously laughed, waiting for him to either stop staring or for me to step on his expensive shoes.

"I could make you feel that way, every night", he whispered into my ear leaving me crippling inside. He didn't have a right to say that to mess with my love for cake, not everything's about him. We may be married by law, but never for love. I couldn't stand him.

"That's why I have my desserts, not everything's about you Clementé", it was true, he seemed like the world re