Christy's pov
I really had hoped she would like that I gifter her a bakery. Thank goodness all my hoping had paid off. One reason I gave her the bakery is because I know she wants it and can take care of it. A second reason is because I feel bad that her room hasn't been done but it finally will tomorrow and I can't wait to show her.
I know that the bakery was a little past death by pink but it's her favorite color and she wanted one for mostly littles. I did make it really classy but there is a secret room I didn't tell her about. I know sometimes she gets embarrassed about what she is and so people couldn't look in the window I made a secret room. Its a nice huge play area with a eating section and a small display case for the more childish menu which includes character themed baked goods.
" I love it so much thank you Christy, I won't let you down and will make this bakery as popular and successful as I can " Brielle said looking sat me with so much determination. I felt a strong sense of pride and belief in her abilities. We walked around the bakery for a little bit before actually heading home where she went upstairs with jacob. I stayed downstairs filing paperwork and orders for my own bakery.
I got my pajamas around and settled into bed to get a good night's rest. Who ever is above knows I'm going to need it. I have to make a massive order of macaroon's and cupcakes for a baby shower I'm catering. Finally after a really short second after my head hit the bed I fall into a deep sleep.
I know this is a really short chapter and I'm sorry life is getting really hectic as my daughter gets older but I wanted you guys to at least have something also to prove I'm still an active writer and not dropping the book.
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