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Small things matter the most. "Anything special today?" She asked with utmost curiosity wanting to know more. "Oh yes, it's his birthday." She stumbled on the stool and gaped at them with an open mouth. "For Pete's sake Caleb, you're despicable." Charlie mumbled lowly. Finn rolled his eyes and hit Caleb on the forearm with his spatula. "What?" Caleb asked like a kid who was being scolded for no reason. "We all don't know our birthdays, we just know the months in which we were born, so we just pick any day of that month and celebrate." Finn answered nonchalantly but his words pierced through her heart as she felt their pain and it hurts her.

Blackie comforted his host. However, before Noah could sigh in relief, Blackie added, “…before you screamed your husband’s name. Then pretty much everyone looked your way.” Noah, (눈_눈) “…can you NOT attempt to comfort me in the future? Thanks!” Blackie, “Oh? And here I was, just about to tell you a genuine bright side in all of this!” Noah, (≖_≖) “…There is a bright side?” Blackie, “Remember what you mentioned every proper bachelor party should have? Yep! Black history / Blackmail material! ✔Check! ” (☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞

She asked my father to name me that before she passed away. Poor her. If only she knew what an excuse of a child she gave birth to she'd have preferred to name a dog her name. Not me. Taking out my watch I saw that the time was 8:00pm. Two hours past dinner time. Liza and her kids would be done eating by now and would have been getting ready to settle for the day.

I replied, laughing. "Absolutely normal," She pointed at me. "Nope," "Yes," "Nope," "Can you guys just stop acting like teenagers? You're both old women for Christ's sake" Pinky interfered while laughing. "I'm just eighteen, don't go all shitty on me, ma'am" I stuck my tongue out at her. "I'm sorry we missed your birthday, Barbara," My aunt apologized and I waved it off. My birthday was a day after the same day Pinky had an accident. It had slipped my mind and I'd only remembered it the next day which was Liam's birthday.

Today is like any other day of school, except it's Friday, so it's, thank goodness, the weekend starting tomorrow. “Guess what's coming up!” Claire bounded down the hall towards me at lunchtime and linked her arm with mine. “The weekend!” I answered, trying to match her enthusiasm. “Okay, let's try this again. What is going on this weekend?” I raked my brain, trying to figure out if it was a celebrity's birthday, holiday, or any party that might be happening, but I came up blank. Claire must have taken my blank stare as her answer because she continued. “The full moon is on Sunday!”

Now. Genevieve's POV: Awoken by the sound of her alarm clock blaring AC/DC's Highway to Hell, she groaned, pushing her long red hair out of her face. "Yep, that's what I'm on," she hissed, slamming the snooze button. The soft tap on her door told her it was true. The day she had been dreading finally arrived. Today, November 12th is Genevieve Blackwood's eighteenth birthday and she is the only person in her life unhappy about that.

I went to check my W******p message only to receive a message from 'Harper Black' . He told me that next week was his birthday and he will be celebrating it in his family house so he invited me to be there as his business partner. Well, I might give it a try because this seems like the perfect time for me to get closer to Raven. I'm sure she will be there also. With a charming smile, I replied back to him with….. "I will be there" reply. Gosh I just can't wait. At least I will pass there to visit grandpa who seems to be dying. Let me be able to hear what he will say before dying. That night, I slept joyfully like a baby who doesn't have anything to be worried about.

I win the game when Alex has to excuse himself to go to the bathroom. “So are we going skating or not?” Hailey asks. “Oh…you know…I’m actually getting tired. Tomorrow’sss my birthday. I promised Mom. We would get up and go out early.” “Really? It’s tomorrow? And you’re not going to have a big party to celebrate?” “Not much of a party girl,” I say, as if that explains everything. But Hailey doesn’t argue, and when Lenard offers to pay the tab, I don’t argue either.

Nicholas had left a comment that was now pinned at the top. “We’ll be holding a public party on the Nightshade estate this weekend,” he wrote. “If you’re reading this… you’re invited!” My eyes widened, and I sat up ramrod straight in bed. This weekend… was my birthday.

In its place, a quiet, crushing ache settled deep in my heart. I had spent years swallowing my pride, making compromises, all to keep Mike by my side. But we had both forgotten one thing—marriage doesn't have room for three people. Then came my birthday. I had originally planned to sit down with him and talk things through. Now, I no longer saw the point. After blocking Cathy, I went to City Hall to sort out the last of my mom's affairs. When I got home, a pair of unfamiliar high heels sat by the front door.