Novel & Cerita Female Happy Birthday Butterfly

“Happy Birthday my child! I know I will not be here when you wake. Know that where you come from, turning 17 is a coming of age and the time when you come into your own. For you it is also a magical time. Your birthday wish on the day you come of age will be granted by the goddess watching over you. May she grant your every wish and keep you safe. Happy Birthday Princess. Love, Grandma Beth”

Two butterflies flying freely on a garden full of flowers blooming in the fresh sunlight, only the two of them, enjoying. The pink butterfly flies farther, and the blue butterfly chases the pink one. Suddenly, it's me and Dion, running freely on the evergreen of Grindelwald while laughing our hearts out. I run farther and Dion chases me, trying to catch me, and when he did, he locks me in his strong arms and we fell on the bed of greens.

“Our daughter just invented a machine that talks to butterflies.” “And named it ‘The Flutter Friend 3000,’” Leah added proudly, joining him. We all gathered under the twinkle of fairy lights that evening. The backyard pulsed with life—children running, music playing softly, loved ones gathered like the most sacred constellation. As the stars blinked awake above us and the children danced in circles with sparklers, I leaned back in my chair and exhaled. The scent of grilled vegetables, the sound of giggles, the hum of shared joy—every piece of it wrapped around me like a warm blanket.

I unlocked my phone, and it buzzed to life with a flood of messages from every chat app, all congratulating me on the new drug's successful first phase. Keira had gone wild in the group chats, tagging me nonstop and sending digital gift cards like confetti. But as I scrolled through the flood of praise and flattery, not a spark of joy stirred in me. I stayed in bed for a long time, lost in a haze of thoughts. Finally, I grabbed the divorce papers and dragged myself out of the room. The living room was empty. Keira was nowhere in sight. On the coffee table sat a ticket to a concert by my favorite singer, Tyler Combs. Next to it was a sticky note in her familiar handwriting.

That idiot, we're not done yet! "Hey, can we just celebrate my birthday," Hera was quick here. When because of that rude man it looks like their celebration will be ruined. "I'm sorry." He smiled and she also smiled to what he said. They stopped staring at each other when fireworks suddenly exploded above. It's not just fireworks but with a letter engraved on the top. It says... 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY HERA' Her eyes watered with mixed emotions. In all emotions there is dominance of joy. She didn’t know where to put the joy she felt.

" Seeing the clear flicker of conflict on her face, I pressed harder, and she finally gave in. But Jared stepped forward from the side and hooked his pinky around hers before cautiously saying, "Naomi happily went to school this morning, Heather. You haven't heard anything about an accident from the school, so why is Miles suddenly asking for money the moment he comes home? "If Naomi's really sick, just cancel the birthday party package. I've never celebrated my birthday before, so I guess it doesn't matter anyway. "Though I've always envied people who throw lively parties to celebrate their birthdays, and this is the first birthday we will be celebrating together, it's fine. I guess I'm jus

"Why are you laughing at me?" "Because you're pretty." Queenie's expression instantly changed. Sherry added, "You're as pretty as a butterfly." A butterfly? Who would use butterflies as praise? Queenie's expression that had just softened instantly flushed red. "You're the butterfly! No... With your looks, you're clearly just a skinny little moth!" Sherry sighed with a smile. "Yes, I'm about to starve to death. Could you go to the kitchen and get some delicious food for me so I can become a butterfly instead?"

Kinabukasan . Lucy woke up and dug for Amira, she didn't dig so she suddenly stood up. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" She smiled as she wore this birthday hat. Holding cake and with bands. Lucy smiled because just now someone was reluctant to prepare for her birthday. It's his twenty -eighth birthday. His birthday he never experienced that he was born happily. Parental quarrels always happen, so not once did he rejoice on the birthday itself. Lucy still narrowed her eyes as Azza pointed the Video Cam at her. "F*ck you Azza!" He pointed a dirty finger in front of the camera. "Bro, get organized! When you become famous, you will have the first video for your fans on how to have a birthday." Phoenix's joke.

“Yellow won’t be glad seeing you crying in her birthday.” “Did you buy a cake?” He nodded eagerly and showed me the small box with a mango cake inside. Mango cake is her favorite. Her birthday won’t be complete as long as there’s no mango cake. “Happy Birthday, Yellow.” I mumbled. “How are you these days, huh? Aren’t you glad that your brother and I are here.” I glanced to the person beside me. “He bought your favorite cake.” We both smiled at each other as we looked up at the peaceful sky. If only Yellow were here; she’ll probably request a group hug. Her giggles and laughs will be our music background.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you… Amanda, happy birthday!" Ethan walked over carrying a cake and singing. I couldn't help but smile. Happy birthday, Amanda Hartley. You would have a new and wonderful life ahead of you.