It was cold and wet autumn evening. She was sitting in the dark corner in the big armchair. The phone was near her but she didn't expect that he would call her. However, the light hope still lived in her broken heart but her mind repeated her over and over again that he will not call, that he doesn't need her, that she's just another toy for him...Minutes passed and she was sitting without single movement, staring at the phone...

She said to herself that she should be strong and she will never cry because she lost him. She looked in the mirror, and saw that she's a beautiful and attractive young lady. It raised her spirit and she decided to cook something yummy. She decided to bake something sweet.

Everything that she need was in her fridge. She took butter, orange juice, egg and strawberry. In addition she found flour, sugar and marzipan mass. She made pastry from butter, flour and sugar, rolled out the pastry and sarcastically smirking, cut out the big heart and placed it on