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Intro. Amidst the sweet scent of fresh-baked cupcakes, a storm gathers unseen. Little do you know, the walls of this house hold secrets that could shatter the picture of domestic bliss I desperately cling to. I try to find joy in simple things, like baking for you, sweetie. My heart, full of an affection I wish was reciprocated by everyone under this roof, remains blissfully unaware of the cracks forming beneath our feet.

Marianne

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