It Started With a Cake

Ch45. Talking

A/N  Hello everyone, we are on the final stretch of this Book with only 2 more chapters after this one to go! And with that comes a very special message:

A message from Lisa, aka my co author (as pictured above) who sometimes likes to walk over my keyboard while I'm writing.

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I don't exactly know what it means but if she's feeling anyway I do I think she's wanting to thank you all for all the support! 

Anyway enjoy the chapter and stay tuned as we finish this book and begin the sequel in a few weeks! 

"Abba Baba"

I smile over at Willow, playing by herself on her play mat. "Yeah you're playing with your blocks"

Willow shines her toothy grin up at me lifting her wooden block up towards me.

"Is that for me?" I ask her sweetly, coming over to sit next to her on the floor. Carefully she hands it over to me babbling at me in a way that I somehow understand she wants me to place it down on the floor to make a tower.

She claps excitedly once I do so before imminently knocking the whole thing over. Laughter quickly takes over her tiny body, a sound so beautiful I nearly want to cry out of pure joy.

"You silly goose" I smile leaning in to tickle her sides.

Quickly Willow begins scream laughing, babbling her little words for me to stop, and I do when I hear what I think is Mama.

"What was that baby?" I ask her more seriously, my voice even lacking the usual baby voice I use with her when we're playing.

"Ammm" Willow tries again a cute little concentrated look appearing on her chubby little face.

"That's it" I smile "mama" I encourage her slowly pointing to myself as I speak as if to reiterate I was speaking of myself.

"Maa maa"

I grin at her, so close to saying her very first word. "Mama" I tell her again leaning over her to press a kiss to her little forehead.

"Amma, amma"

"You're so close baby girl" I tell her proudly.

Willow smiles her toothy grin up at me, perhaps aware of how excited I am, or perhaps that she's so close to another huge milestone.

"Ma—" she goes to try again but stops, being interrupted by the front door opening.

For a moment she just sits there, waiting to see who will enter. But when his face appears once again a huge smile breaks out onto her tiny face.

"Dada!" She cheers, pushing herself into the crawling position to quickly make her way over to him.

Before I know it she's in his arms being praised wildly for her milestone accomplishment, and I'm left alone on the floor, feeling almost empty inside.

I can't quite explain the feelings that course through me but when Peeta finally greets me with an other enthusiastic "hey" I only mumble a "hi" back in response.

And perhaps what hurt the most of all was the fact that he hadn't even noticed my discontent in that moment. Too excited with Willow he takes her into the kitchen with him, leaving me completely alone aside from me and my thoughts.

My feet lead me upstairs before I've even thought it through, there was no time for that, Willow hated me.

I was so frustrated with everybody ruining my own special moments with Willow and always taking them away from me. She was just about to say mama when Peeta entered and interrupted her, instead prompting her to say his name first.