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

I walked to the counter. I ordered my coffee and bought two vanilla cupcakes with pink frosting.

The kind that looks almost too pretty to eat.

When I placed them on the table, her eyes widened.

She smiled through tears. God, that smile could’ve powered the whole city.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

Then she pointed outside again.

“He works extra on her birthday,” she said quietly.

“He says Mom wouldn’t want us to give up.”

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