CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
As Kylie got out of the taxi, she noticed a strange car parked in front of Angie's house. The last thing she wanted was to meet anyone, so she almost went straight to her old Chevy and drove back to her apartment.
To her surprise, she had shed no tears, despite Paavo's news. Perhaps because she had already cried her eyes out too many times, and to tell the truth, his news only confirmed what she had known in her heart for a long time now. At least, now, she had closure, and could try to find a way to move on.
On the taxi ride, she found herself looking forward to spending the day simply baking batches of cupcakes and using all her skills and experience as a pastry chef to make beautiful frostings for them. To lose herself, in other words. With Angie, she could talk wh
