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The Sweetness of Love
Sweets melt on my tongue, leaving behind a taste that lingers—just like the love my husband pours into making them. I adore sweets, yet I have never enjoyed making them. Perhaps because, for me, their true magic lies not just in their flavor but in the hands that prepare them.
My husband, with patience and skill, crafts every dessert with care. Basbousa, kunafa, baklava—each tray carries more than just sugar and butter; it carries his love. I watch as he moves around the kitchen, his hands knowing exactly what to do, his eyes lighting up when he presents me with another masterpiece.
Every bite I take is a reminder of his presence, his devotion. It is not just about the sweets—it is about him. His role in my life is like sugar in a recipe, making everything sweeter, turning the ordinary into something extraordinary.
And so, as I savor each bite, I know that love, like the finest dessert, is best enjoyed slowly, appreciating every moment, every flavor, every touch of warmth.
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