Chapter43

#Chapter43

/"What is this?/" Damien asked slowly as he looked at the 'cake'.

I smiled sheepishly, /"Cake?/"

/"Cake?/" Damien's face scrunched up in disgust. /"Why did you do make this... Cake?/"

/"I was bored,/" I bit my lip, knowing I was in for an earful. The supposed cake was like some rock. It was totally hard and there was a gaping hole in the middle like a volcano. And the batter was still inside.

/"Hanna,/" Damien groaned and I gave him an innocent smile. /"Why do you even come into the kitchen?/"

/"I wanted to make cake for you,/" I answered easily. He narrowed his eyes at me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the now burnt microwave oven.

/"Hanna!/" he exclaimed, /"What in the world is wrong with you?! You burnt the oven! You are banned from the kitchen./"