Indigo’s P.O.V.
I was wiping down flour from the cabinets while Sami was still frosting chocolate cupcakes. The store had already been closed but she was still working on an order she had gotten for a birthday party and the birthday boy's mother would be picking them up within thirty minutes. Ever since Sami had opened up her little bakery, called “Renee’s”, the place had been packed with customers and honestly, Sami had been so busy trying to manage everything, that Jason had come knocking on our door, basically begging me for my help. Sami was a hardheaded woman, and she could be at the verge of a mental breakdown and she still wouldn’t ask for any help. Luckily, when I had turned the tables on her and I had asked her if she might have a job for me, instead of offering my help to her, s
