In the morning there was a noise from the kitchen, of course it was your husband, Kendrick Smith, who was busy with kitchen utensils to make a special birthday cake for you. He didn't want to buy it, not because he didn't have the money,he just wanted to make it by his hand birthday cake

After he put the cake in the oven he cut strawberries and blueberries but he accidentally cut his hand until it bled a little but he didn't care and continued his work after the cake was cooked, he arranged the birthday cake beautifully, after that he served the cake to on the dining table

"My Dear,happy birthday..." Said Kendrick

With shaking hands he cut the cake then served it on a small plate then ate the cake, Kendrick sobbed

"Dear... the cake is delicious but not as delicious your homemade cake, I miss you... a lot."

Said Kendrick while looking at the photo of you in front of him, in the photo you can be seen smiling sweetly with Kendrick, Kendrick went back to chewing his cake while crying