A young Native American woman with inky black hair greeted them with a huge grin.
The shop was obviously family run, because it felt like a home. A feeling Edward had only found once and she was holding onto his hand.
"Why hello! What can I get you?"
"Hi! Is Bwella there?" Braelynn asked sweetly.
Relief flooded through Edward, he couldn't have loved his daughter more in that moment.
"Yes she is sweetie. Let me just get her for you."
Edward busied himself looking at all the wonderful array of deserts.
"Hey Braelynn! What a lovely surprise. Hey… stranger." A voice said, causing Edward to look up from the cupcakes and smile bashfully.
"Hi Bwella."
"Hi uh Bella."
"so what can I do for you guys today?"
"Well Brae… we wanted to buy some cookies. And I wanted – wanted to say. Listen I promise I'm not always this much of a-"
"Angela already called. No hard feelings. I promise. I accept your apology."
He let out a sigh. "Well that was easier than I expected. I'm Edward by-"
"I know."
Of course she knew you idiot. He thought.