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5:45 PM, at the dorm The cold wind shuffled as the curtains slowly danced. The whole room was empty. Except for Sharlene who was as usual, reading some rom-com comics. She would chuckle while reading. But some sort of her heart was blunt in darkness. No One, Literally no one (except her parents who wished her early in the morning) had wished her a happy birthday... Of course, she wouldn’t forget her own birthday!! The silence of the room was broken by a ding sound of her phone. It was Lex!!

Nikhil wished Riya on the video call and she was smiling ear to ear. “You remember?” She asked. “Of course! How can I forget your birthday?” He said, and she blushed profusely. “So, what’s your plan for today?” He asked, and he saw her smile dropping. “I don’t celebrate this day,” She answered. “Why… what happened?” He asked and Riya exhaled. “Birthday is the most emotional of an orphan’s life. My parents abandoned me on this day, so I don’t feel like celebrating this day.” She said as she removed tears from her eyes.

Clarriese Zyah's POV Time came and my friends arrived at our house. It's my birthday and my mom threw a simple party for me. We only prepared food and invited only my friends. Of course, Aunt Lavianna is here too. "Happy Birthday, Zy!" They all greeted me. They gave me a hug one by one. "Here!" Johnny hands over a yellow paper bag. "My birthday gift," he said. "Here's mine, Ms. Tehran." Ryle slightly bowed down, reaching out his hand holding a paper bag too. He raised his head and showed his smile. "Please accept my birthday gift, my lady."

* It's my birthday I'ma do what I like I'ma eat what I like I'ma kiss who I like It's my birthday I'ma do what I like I'm wearing what I like I'm at a party tonight Goddamn, it's my birthday Everybody loves me Yeah, yeah, yeah, look at me, gimme money Damn, it's my birthday Everybody loves me Nah, I ain't thinkin' 'bout you It's my birthday...... * [ A/N: Was the chapter fun to read, guys? ]

Not even cows want to drag all that shit back and forth to deck the table. My girl walks around the corner from the hallway and into the living room to her mother. With an excited smile I follow the movements her long legs send up her body with each step. People should really learn to close the curtains, I mean I can stand right here, protected by darkness without them even knowing and seeing everything they're doing. Just like I can hear everything they are talking about. Tomorrow is her birthday, I hear, to my big surprise, It would actually be kind of poetic dying the day you were born.

Her heart raced with curiosity as she read the mysterious messages, her fingers trembling slightly against the screen. "Happy Birthday Redhead," the first message read, causing a shiver of uncertainty to run down her spine. Her nickname, known to only a few close friends, now appeared in a message from an unknown sender. Who could know such a personal detail, and why were they reaching out to her now?

*** March 20, 2014, Indonesia. (Eight years ago) Rained down as if she understood how a girl was feeling who was lying weakly on her bed, at that time tears fell along with raindrops. Although it has been deleted repeatedly, it still. Uninvited tears, always running down hER cheeks. Even though it was her birthday, that day she turned twenty-one years old. But no birthday wishes, nor a gift. That poor girl, just passing her time lonely. Suddenly at the same time, the girl began to hear footsteps approaching her. The girl could only get up from her bed while rubbing her cheeks and then hiding in a small cupboard in the corner of her room.

Monday, May, 04, 2020 Maan cheerfully woke up that day. Why not? Today is her twenty sixth birthday. Today is different because it will be the first time that she will celebrate her birthday without her family. Instead, it will be her first birthday celebration with Gil. She left him still sleeping and she doesn’t know if he’s aware that today is her birthday. Monday is usually the busiest day of the week but she plans to cook a special dish for a special day. She will just ask John and Angel to accompany her to go to the market later.

Jacintha tightened her scarf around her neck as her cheeks were flushed pink from the cold, her breath puffing little clouds into the air. The place was alive with laughter and light, but beneath it all, Jacintha’s heart thudded uneasily. Today is her kids' birthday, she always made sure to celebrate the What she didn’t know, couldn't have known, was that fate had brought someone else here today. Across the park, Reid was coaxing his daughter to enjoy her day. She is now even more gloomy than her previous birthdays. Vida’s small hand clung to his coat, her wide blue eyes fixed on the floor. She flinched when Bianca bent to pat her head.

It’s mostly jewellery she gets but this feels different. I slowly approach the box and pick it up, extend my claws and rip it open to satisfy my curiosity when a card falls out and I pick it up, reading words that send my heart into a rapid beating frenzy. [Your test results came back bitch. You don’t have the Flu. You’re going to be a mom. BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT EVER!]