Early in the morning, soft sunlight spilled through the large villa windows, casting a golden glow across the floor. Isabella stirred awake, her brown eyes bright with excitement. Today felt different..lighter, sweeter.
She slipped into a soft pink dress with puffed sleeves and tiny lace details, something simple but sweet. Her hair was tied into a loose bun that bounced lightly as she walked.
"I'm going to bake that cake today!" she said to herself with determination, remembering the cute online video she'd watched last night—a layered strawberry cloud cake with whipped frosting and hidden jam hearts in the center.
As she entered the kitchen, the warm smell of butter and freshly baked bread greeted her. The head chef looked up from where he was kneading dough and blinked in surprise.
"Miss Isabella? You're up early," he said with a warm smile.
