Back To You.

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° If I got rid of my Demons, I'll lose my Angels °
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🎶See I need you, and Sometimes we need to

Shed our facade and be just who we are

All broken and torn

Then we could be stars, oh we could be stars🎶

Chapter Nineteen.

Caden's Point of View

Fuck.

and you do?, look me in the eyes and tell me you deserve Fiona. Say It!, Do you deserve her?.

. . . tangled in Secrets and Lies. .

. . . don't make the same mistakes I did.

Fuck. Get it together Cade, It's her birthday.

"Hello" The grey haired woman beamed at me "Happy Valentine's day" She added with a grin.

Did I mention Vanilla's birthday is on Valentine's day?. All I see is Red.

"Hi" I smiled at the woman. I was in a flower shop. I want to be the perfect gentleman, the perfect boyfriend.

tell her, tell her before you lose her forever.

Shit.

"What can I get you?" She smiled.

"Ehm," I hesitated, trying to remember the name

"How about Lily or Sunflower or Hibi --"

"I want Hydrangea" I cut her off.

"Pink or Purple?" She asked.

"Blue." I smiled.

"Beautiful choice. I'll be right back".

She returned with the blue flowers.

"Here" She handed them to me.

I smiled paying her as I collected the flowers.

"For you girl?" She asked.

I smiled, loving the sound of it, my girl. "Yes, for my girl".

"What else do you have planned?" She asked, resting her chin on her hand.

"Nothing else, actually" I murmured. I'll probably go online to search for things to do today.

"You cook?" She smiled.

"Uh, Yes, I cook." I said leaning on the wall.

"What can you cook for her?" She asked, pushing a strand of a grey hair from her face, She's a beauty.

"Rice." I said the first thing that came to my mind.

She laughed "Jeez, Who eats Rice in Gotham, New York?. Are you Asian or African?"