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Its only love and that is all.

why should feel the way I do

It's love and that is all

but it's so hard loving you.

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 “Grams! we are short of flour and strawberries for me to cook tarts tomorrow.” Isabella stated as she joined her grandmother at the cashier.

“Oh good dear that you reminded of that. I was supposed to go to grocery store today.” Her grandma replied to her while handing the order to a customer with a smile.

“ But you certainly can’t go today. You are still weak from your cold last week. I will go in the evening myself.”  Isabella said sternly refusing her grams to say anything against her decision. To which her grams shook head at her loving granddaughter.

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“There is your 4$ change.” Isabella smiled as she gave the wrapped croissants to her customer.

“Keep the change.” Came back the voice as little bell on the door rattled.

She picked 4$ and put them in the tip jar which still was filled with dollar bills. No sight of a white note.

“Generosity is still alive in this city.” A rough voice pointed at the tip jar brought Isabella back from her thoughts.

She glanced up to see a guy in black suit smirking her way.

“My knight in shining suit.” She murmured.

“So you do remember me.”  He gave her his full smiles like Cheshire cat from Alice in wonderland.

“How can I forget? You saved the day. My hero.”  She was smiling a lot today.

“So what are you having today?” She asked before this conversation goes any further.

“Well. I would like to have to a caramel macchiato and a date with lovely lady.” He smirked at her. No ounce of nervousness in his body.

“Humus.”  Were the exact words that she stuttered at his bluntness.

He couldn’t help but laugh at her red face.

“I-I –I can’t. I can’t leave the café.” She said looking at her feet.

“Off course you can go with Zack here. He is a fine gentleman.” Her grandma interrupted as she came from kitchen and set the tray of pastries down.

“You know him?” Isabella raised her eyebrows.

“Yes. He is the reason half of our baked goods are gone by the night.”

“Oh! Now you just are exaggerating, Kate. I take more than half someday.” Zack bent down and kiss her on cheeks over the cashier table.

Isabella stood still watching the whole scene take place with her mouth agape.

“Close your mouth dear. You have been working for so long now. Go out have fun.” Grams put her hands on her shoulder.

“But—“Isabella was about to make some excuse before she was interrupted by Zack.

“What about a walk down the street to the park?” He pleaded with his brown eyes.

“Oh yes. You have to go to the grocery store too. Two birds with a stone.” Kate beamed at her Granddaughter.

Coming up with no excuse Isabella picked her coat from the back and gave both a defeated poker face.

“Don’t look too excited Bella. It’s just a walk in a park.”  Zack commented on her face and helped her put on the coat.

“Send a search party if I am not back in 2 hours.” Isabella shouted as she closed the door of café behind her making the bell tinkle.

Kate Kostas couldn’t help but smile in delight as she saw them both go out.

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“How can you possibly like strawberries tarts and not blueberry tarts?” Isabella screeched out loud.

“There is a difference. Strawberry tarts are sweet and yummy with little cream on the side. While Blueberry tarts are just NOT.” Zack said out loud flaying his hands in air.

There little round off was getting attention of everybody in the store when they were obvious of the scene they were creating in the public.

“You.are.a.weirdo.” She narrowed her eyes at him and threw a brush from her trolley at his face.

“ohh! You didn’t.” He smirked at her and grabbed oranges from his side to throw at her meanwhile she was preparing for the battle with packets of skittles in her hand.

And in the next moment chocolates, rubber, notepads, cotton balls, condom packets, almond packets and ladyfingers were thrown all over the ground in the middle of aisle B in Wal-Mart with two adults lying on floor laughing their asses off.

“I am calling police.” Came voice from security guard standing few feet away from them.

After thousand apologies and numerous thank you’s they were released from Wal-Mart managers room.

“You are a bad influence on me.” Isabella smiled right entering the park with flour, strawberries AND blueberries.

“That was your entire fault missy. “ He gave her a pointed look before they both started laughing out loud.

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Dear Bella!

I like new addition to your baking goods. Here I thought I couldn’t possibly love you more and then there you go making my favorite tarts for me. I am having troubles at home. Business is not going all too well and my nightmares are back. It’s all too uphill this year except you.  I never noticed but your building is a piece of work, so different from glass buildings in this city. I see you smiling a lot then usually. I hope it remains that way.

Blueberry muffins were delicious (Along with tarts.)

Good day, my love.

Yours truly ‘I’

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I couldnt wait. So here it is. :)

 This beautiful cover is made by @covermeredd :)

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