No one could possibly imagine how much I hate Raphael right now.
After the humiliation we had suffered in the hands of my evil stepmother, I couldn’t care less about any gossip or news that may contain the scenes that had transpired earlier that night. All I could think about was how to spend the rest of the night with my mom, and if possible, make her happy, even if it takes me the last minute of the night.
As soon as Raphael left, I immediately threw the pink box into the trash bin behind our house. Then I grabbed my homemade cake and slowly made my way to my mom’s bedroom.
She had just finished showering, so when she saw me approach her with the biggest smile on my face. Candles lit, the dimmed lights somehow helped in making the cake stand out.
She laughs in tears. "Oh honey, you didn’t have to."