



The days that I hear her sobbing over the phone should now be history, the college was a nightmare for her, she was not given what she deserves, and do I regret sending her there? No, not at all, experience will toughen her up. One thing I know as long as I am still breathing I will protect her like a hawk.
Living up to the life of a future Chef, she just love eating.
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