Don T Text Your Ex Happy Birthday Novels & Stories

he asked, incredulous. "I mean…You and Marcy are right. Can I have her, uhm, Bethany’s number, please?" "Sure. Buddy. Here, I'll send it now…and done." "What do I even say when I text her? Hi. I'm a billionaire, but all messed up inside, wanna go to a celebration where I absolutely have nothing to be thankful for?" "Ouch, man. Nothing? Really?" "Oh you know what I mean. Of course I'm thankful for you and Marcy. And our business."

Happy birthday! My eyes widened at once. I stared at the report in disbelief and felt as though there was a knife piercing through my heart. I staggered backward and fell to the floor in a limp puddle. A short while later, I received another text message from Sasha. "Something urgent came up at the office. I need to meet a business partner at the last minute, and I won't be coming home tonight. "Sorry for not being able to celebrate your birthday today. I'll make it up to you tomorrow at the business event."

My stomach was still feeling a bit weak so I decided not to tempt it with the coffee. I opened my book and just let myself get taken away by the story… A few hours passed and I was still more than content reading my book, but my phone went off, telling me I had a text message. I picked up my phone and checked it. It was Roman. Grinning, i opened it up; R: Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear baby girl, Happy Birthday to you! Xx Aww, that’s so cute! Me: Aww thanks baby <3 How’s work going? Xx

I was having my first crush back then. That was me... I take out the photo from the frame and touch the boy's face. "Hi Gabriel," I whisper. *** December 28th.Isabella: Happy birthday, Gabriel. I want to say it in person. I tried to call you earlier, but your phone was off. I know you don't celebrate your birthday anymore, but I wish you were here with me, not to celebrate your birthday. I just want to spend time with you. I miss you so much, Gabriel. Let me know when you will be back in LA. I'll make dinner for you, okay?

But fate didn’t care about the official. Fate knew. And today—today was important. Her sixteenth birthday. I rolled over and grabbed my phone off the nightstand, heart already pounding harder than it should. My fingers hovered over the screen for a few seconds before I opened her contact. I hadn’t messaged her since the day we were paired up for that English project—when she’d texted me about a book I hadn’t even read. She was sarcastic. Nervous. Cute. And it had taken everything in me not to type paragraphs in return. But now I stared at the blinking cursor, willing myself to be cool. Normal. Just a guy texting a girl on her birthday.

She had been worried about his trial that she completely forgot about it until that morning when Jay and her friends called to wish her many blessings and reminded her of their dinner. How can I refuse you on your birthday. Happy birthday my love, he said kissing her passionately leaving both of them breathless.

I couldn't remember when last I'd felt like this— so alive and so full of love. I checked my messages to see texts from almost everyone. Jace and Jackson had wished me happy birthday and they'd proceeded to fatten my bank account. Genevieve texted me happy birthday with multiple strings of emoji, Felicity sent me a happy birthday text and a $1000 gift card and Melanie had written an epistle that almost brought tears to my eyes. “This is so sweet,” I said. “What is?” Jaxon asked. “Everything,” I replied. “It's my birthday today. My first birthday as a divorced woman but I have you by my side. I have Jace and Jackson. I have Genevieve, Felicity, and Melanie. I feel so complete.”

But we haven’t talked about my almost ex-wife recently, nor is it our anniversary or any—oh shit. Today is Daisy’s birthday. It wouldn’t have crossed my mind if Mom hadn’t texted me. I respond back to her, telling her I hadn’t even realized what day it is and yes, I’m fine. I put the phone down again, thinking that it’s time to move on from this and file the paperwork after all.

It’s our ten years wedding anniversary… We had celebrated others and I felt this one was even more important… A complete decade of being married. I fumed inwardly as I got dinner ready… ************************ As I laid on the bed that night,I was still fuming to be spending the night alone… When I woke up the following morning,I was disappointed that he still wasn’t home… I slowly sat up and shot him a text… Me:Happy anniversary,babe. We had never wished each other happy anniversary over texts before…

You can just drag it out. Grayson: "It's her birthday in another four days. I'll have a go, then." Just as I was wondering what had gotten into Grayson for him to be the one to apologize first… In the past, I had always been the one to give him an out before he would back down. When I looked at his new text message, I pursed my lips. "Babe, it's your birthday soon. I've prepared a big surprise for you, so be sure to look forward to it."