#Chapter132

I’m a chocolate and cake craver and I have to put in daily yoga workouts to make sure I exercise it off. It’s almost like my wake-up ritual when life is going better for me.

I stick my head inside as I rummage and jump when I become aware of someone behind me, moving up close enough to make my hackles rise with a sixth sense. I almost drop my plate of acquired goods on my feet as I spin around in alarm. Heart somersaulting with the fright it gives me and I curse loudly in a mini yelp.

‘Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you, I thought you heard...