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I watched him move around the kitchen, stirring the pasta until it was covered in the tomato based sauce, and he kept adding bits of pasta water. Chase was making a brownie, my favorite dessert, and from the corner of my eye, I saw a vanilla ice cream tub in the freezer, and my heart melted. Brownies with ice cream may seem childish, but it was my all-time favorite dessert and has gotten me through many dark times. It may seem basic to some, but to me, it was heavenly. Chase did not just take me out on a date, but was cooking for me as well. Tears stung at my eyes, threatening to fall because no one had ever done something like this for me before. It felt nice to be considered and pampered. He meticulously measured ingredients, his brow furrowing in concentration as he sifted flour
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