ashes, ashes ✓

5

So, he's in love with Faith, and nobody knows. Except maybe Lucy, but that was just because she was super sneaky and smart, he swears.

"It's in the way you look at her," Lucy tells him, not glancing up from her current task of painting her nails. "You're kind of a like an ice block when it comes to emotions like affection—no offence, seriously, but—except when it comes to Faith. I don't think anyone else has noticed, but Jayden, sweetie, you're doomed."

He looks at her miserably. "Thanks, Lucy."

She smiles sweetly at him. "Anytime. But," she points at him, "you have to do something. Like, I know you've been trying—do not presume that I have forgotten the cake buying a few years ago, and the more recent stuff you've been doing—but I kind of know Faith better than you since, y'know, female friendship is like a peek inside the soul. We tell each other everything. You want to show her your true feelings, right? Cake is just one of the paths you can take. My advice? Tell her how you feel."

Jayden slams his head on the table. "It's not that easy."

Lucy just sighs. "It never is, apparently."