"Your transformation into a doting husband astounds, but you must also be seen out and about in order to ensure no one questions the legitimacy of the story we've concocted."
Cassie hates all these feelings that make her skin feel too tight and her chest ache constantly, and she especially hates that all of them are a thousand times worse when Nick is around.
The cookies are a pale golden brown, flat and round and crusted with sugar, and one bite brings him back to long days in the kitchen with his mother, beating the butter and sugar until his arms were sore.