The next morning, I wake up real early to make breakfast for everyone but made sure to make Ismail’s just a little extra special. I made red velvet pancakes with ice cream and strawberries. I even put a hydrangea flower on the tray. I can’t wait for him to come downstairs. I am sure he is going to be confused as to why I made his breakfast so special. I plan to please Ismail so he will pick me for the trip. I hope it works.

“Hmm, what smells so good,” Ismail says walking into the kitchen.

“Good morning Ismail, how was your night?” I ask smiling.

“My night was...