In Brazil, the first slice of your birthday cake showed who really mattered the first person you gave your cake to would be the most important person in. It was important each and every year you and your boyfriend have been dating for four years soon about to be five and his birthday was coming up you had made it a picnic you put string fairy lights everywhere and you made sure it was perfect. They were singing happy birthday and he blew out the candles he looked at you for a second as he cut the cake and then he gave it to his best friend Isabella now it would make sense that he his family came always first to him because they were always there for him. His biological mother was working three jobs to take care of him and his other mother made sure to always make sure he had food on the table and everything else like that Isabella was there for him when his father left so it made sense but as you were watching before he handled it to Isabella, your face was so happy it crumbled a bit as you saw him give it to Isabella, but it was OK The rest of the party just didn’t feel right to you and you just shrugged it off. You are now at your balcony, he puts his arms around your waist and yes, what’s wrong you say it’s nothing but then he asks again then you irrupt it you said how he never gave you the first slice of cake and how it was your culture that if the first person you give your cake to is the most important person you thought for sure was gonna be you and then he kind of blew up on you he said that the flowers and chocolate and all that stuff didn’t matter to you and you should of course it did but it’s different when it’s culture he stormed off angrily you have never seen him like that which left you crying but then in the morning you woke up, you hurt giggling you put the side next to you on the bed and he wasn’t there. You heard laughing and it was Isabella you crept downstairs and you heard someone say babe you finally came downstairs. You saw Isabella Lucas trying to make a cake and a woman Isabella, and this woman as her girlfriend she was lesbian.

Isabella exclaimed “finally! You’re here we’ve been trying to teach this for how to make a cake.”

Isabella looked at you and then wrapped her arm around her girlfriend “this is my girlfriend. She’s the real cook, so Lucas won’t listen to her. .”

Lucas gave her a look of annoyance. You looked at the cake and you saw your first scribbled on it messy