A treat to mind and the soul

Grace slowly opened her eyes and clicked them until the blurriness was gone. She stretched on the bed a little bit before getting out of it. It was almost like she was dragging herself away from heaven.

Then she moved out of her room, she frowned immediately. It was too quiet.

Unnervingly, quiet.

There was no loud 50s music, the kitchen was empty, the gas stove was clean, the dishwasher was not on.. all in all, it seemed like her grandmother was just not in the house because her loud presence was not there.

She made her way to the Fridge and noticed a post it note.

'Out with the gals. Will be home later.'

Gals? She chuckled. Apparently, at the age of 75, her grandmother's life was more happening than her own. Will be home later, she shook her head at the words. Her grandmother did not even provide her with the time she was going to be home— dear Lord, she sounded like a grandmother herself.

Well, at least she would have the entire house to herself and since she had the entire house to herself, she could do something she had not done for a very long time.

Overthink and bake.

Grace pulled out all the ingredients. She was going to need to bake Pain au chocolat and settle them at the very end of the counter before bringing out her measuring cups.

With two mixing bowls placed in front of her, she began working and so did her mind.

She prepared the yeast and thought about Christian. He was finally back in town or from what she had heard, he was back in the country for three long years.

Three years of complete silence and distance from each other. Three years of zero contact. Three years knowing what was going on in his life.

Somehow, it seems like all of them had come to know about their distance and even Mia had stopped chatting about Christian. She did not even remember the last time she had heard about him from someone.

Had he kept in contact with anyone because it seemed quite unusual for him. The only person he talked to generally was her. so, if not her, then who?

Grace pulled out the door and laid it on the counter before she started to knead on it lightly.

She had not expected to find him at the Gala, especially not with her boss's sister. While she has been quite surprised by his presence, and somehow has decided to ignore him, Christain did not even acknowledge her presence. Not even one glance was sent away.

It was like he chose not to acknowledge someone on the arm of another man.

She stretched it out onto a baking tree before putting it into the fridge and then started to work on the cookies that she was going to bake for her office. Everyone liked chocolate chip cookies.

Somehow, someone she had considered a friend for most of her life that was twenty two years.. their friendship had vanished into thin air.

She sighed as she mixed the dry ingredients before getting started on the wet.

It was sad how their friendship had been forgotten. Like it never existed out of kindergarten when they have been great friends throughout their life, until the day of graduation. After that, there was no communication from his side and nor did he try to reciprocate when she tried.

As she added the chocolate chips, Grace concluded one thing about all of this. Their friendship had been long gone and there was absolutely nothing. She could do it from her side if it was not reciprocated by him.

They were no longer friends.

She no longer had her oldest friend.

Yes, it was sad and She was going to try to make herself better by eating the chocolate croissants that she was going to bake. If she had chosen to tire her mind by overthinking, she could treat her her soul with some chocolate too.