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Kira stepped off the yacht, her hand in Lily’s, still trying to process everything that had just happened. The skywriting. Her name across the entire sky. The yacht. The champagne. The ocean. It was the best birthday she’d had in nine years. Maybe the best birthday she’d ever had. The dock was crowded with people who’d gathered to watch the yacht come in. Strangers were smiling at her, some even clapping. A few held up their phones, taking photos. Kira felt exposed but also strangely light. This was what it felt like to be celebrated. To be seen. Her parents walked beside her, her mother’s hand resting on her back. Elijah stayed close, carrying Lily’s small bag and the extra champagne bottle the crew had given them. “That was incredible,” her father said, his voice warm. “Marcus really outdid himself.” “He did,” Kira agreed, h
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