I Bought Two Cupcakes for a Crying Little Girl in a Café – Days Later, I Opened My Door and Froze

The kind of grief that makes you feel like you’re intruding just by existing in the same room.

When our eyes met, I couldn’t just walk away. I mean, could you?

She shook her head.

“Today is my mom’s birthday, but she died four years ago.”

“I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”

She took a shaky breath and continued,

She pointed toward the window.

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