Faded Away

Letter: 73 - Amara

How dare you eat my cake?

You even have the audacity of leaving the note behind.

I know it was delicious. You didn't have to point it out. But it would have been better if I had gotten to taste it.

After so many months, I had the whole house to myself for some time. So I decided to celebrate it by eating some cake. I made it on my own.

My sweet little cake. I used all the chocolate that I have been saving up for some occasion.

I made it on my own. For myself.

And you ate it. You ate a whole cake.

You could have asked for one piece.

But no. You had to eat the whole thing.

Why did you do such cruelty with me?

How did you eat it so fast?

I was away for barely 5 minutes. In those 5 minutes you ate a whole cake. A whole chocolate cake.

A chocolate cake which had a soft, light chocolate sponge. Drenched with chocolate and coffee syrup and coated with some melted chocolate.

Do you know how much chocolate it was? I spent months to collect all of it and you finished it off in 5 minutes.

Now I have to spend more time and money and also wait till the house is empty again.

It was my lifelong dream to eat a whole cake all by myself.

And you destroyed it.

Believe me no one hates anyone with the intensity I hate you right now.