I steal a look through the shiny glass door, pressing my chin to the glass with shrinking eyes.
Waiters dressed in white were gracefully moving around the place, taking orders and serving plates filled with delights. Everything about the place was classy, from the wall hangings to the folded tissues.
I could not remove my eyes from the display rack. Anyone would drool stealing glances at the rich chocolate drizzled cakes and pastries. It was a feast for the eyes.
I breathed a sigh taking a break from my routine daydreaming.
Laughing at me, I am vexed with the fate that pushed me to poverty by selling this dream bakery to pay off my debts.
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