JADE'S POVI woke up to the sound of movement in the kitchen and the smell of something sweet in the air, and for a few seconds I lay still in bed, staring at the cracked ceiling and trying to understand why my heart felt unusually light. It took a moment before I remembered the date, and when it came to me, I smiled. I was twenty-one today.I pushed myself up from my bed and rubbed my eyes. I could hear the low hum of my mother’s voice from the kitchen as she quietly sang to herself, and that alone told me she was in a good mood.I slipped out of bed and padded toward the door, stopping when I reached the small living room. The table had been cleared, and right in the middle of it sat a cake. It was not large, but it was carefully made, with smooth white icing and red flowers pressed gently into the top. My name was written in neat letters, and for a moment I could only stare at it, because I knew how much effort it must have taken.My mum turned when she heard me, her face lighting
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