Novel & Cerita Happy Birthday Dawn

“Of course I am. if you steal all the attention then nobody will look at me, “ Little Dawn complained while caressing his mother’s cheeks. But after a tiny pause, he added while pulling Daisy’s cheeks, “So soft. My mommy is the best.” Giggling Daisy patted her son affectionately. Then placing a quick kiss on dawn’s cheek, she stated, “And you are the most handsome boy here. Happy Birthday, my little dawn. Mom loves you the most. Now go and attend to the guests. Granny is waiting for you in the hall.”

"Thank goodness you summoned the courage to ask him." "Yeah," I commented. "I am just glad that now, I can give Dawn the birthday party of her dreams." "Really, Mommy! You are going to throw a party for me?" Only when I heard that tiny excited voice did I realize that Pat and I now had company. I turned around to find Dawn standing at the door with her face slightly swollen. She had just woken up from her afternoon nap. "Yes, cutie," I said, squatting to her level. "I asked for permission already."

In her mind, time sped past, resulting in a forgotten birthday. "I can't believe I forgot my birthday," Dawn exclaimed. “My love, it’s all right, we’ve been facing a lot of challenges recently. Victoria chuckled, "Sometimes, I'm surprised I can even remember my own name!" Tears streamed down Dawn's face as the weight of turning eighteen hit her – happy and sad at once – her thoughts already focused on finding her mate. "Happy birthday, Dawn," Victoria said warmly, embracing her. Joyful tears streamed down their faces as they separated from their embrace; Victoria gently brushed Dawn's hair behind her ear. "It's hard to believe my little one's all grown up," Victoria said with a laugh.

I looked back at Robert to see both he and Jonathan in deep thoughts, and then as if planned they looked at each other then at me. "What day is it today?" Robert asked as Jonathan ran to pick up something, I looked between them before answering even though the question wasn't directed at me. "Eh... December 10th, why?" I answered. "And when's your birthday?" Robert continued with the questions. "On the 30th. What's going on?" I asked again. "No child, your birthday is on the 24th according to the stars and date you were actually born." Jonathan intercepted. "What?" "That's your actual date of birth. Its sooner than I had expected. We need to begin." Robert said walking away.

Raven looked up at him, her frown completely vanishing as she smiled brightly at him too. Darian sat down on the edge of the sofa, running a hand gently through her tangled hair. "Good morning. How do you feel today?" "Great!" Raven said, her energy suddenly spiking as she sat up fast, pulling the blanket securely up to her chest. "It's my birthday! I have honestly never been more excited to celebrate a birthday in my entire life." I couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm, leaning over to kiss her bare shoulder. "Happy birthday, little mate."

Hence this beach has lost its popularity, and now it merely serves as a fishing port anymore. Coming here in hopes of seeing the vaquita wasn't the main reason why I always come to this place. The truth is that whenever I'm here, I feel like I am the only alive person in the entire world. It feels like I'm in an apocalyptic setting, where monsters dominate every inch of the planet, and I am the protagonist whom the author wants to keep alive until the end of the story. Thinking that way, as I look at the dark ocean beyond me, makes me feel like I'm important in the midst of chaos. From that illusion, I could feel a sense of worth, contrary to what reality gives me. For, in reality, I was jus

Phoebe looked in the direction of the sewing machine but her eyes were no longer light, maybe Phoebe wasn't looking forward to living and leaving. “Look, Louis. Congratulations on finding the key location. However, our game continues. Phoebe Edward has been held here for three days and now our game has officially begun, do you think if this beautiful girl has to starve and look thirsty to wait for you to come save her? he will die. I look forward to your answer. Louis, oppression lies within you: violets lie on the sand dunes, sunflowers lie in a sea of ​​fire, the farewell of the wind and the revenge of the water."

I was finally alone in this world. They wouldn't let me attend Mom's funeral. They wouldn't even let me visit her grave, so all I could do was kneel on the path we used to walk together, silently pleading for her forgiveness. I didn't dare to cry. I didn't deserve to. Because the hard truth was, I hadn't been able to save her. After the funeral, Carly came to visit me. She pulled me into a hug, her eyes glistening with tears, and whispered, "Thank you, Lina. Thank you for not ruining my life. The fire is over now, so never bring it up around Dad and Jacob again.

She chuckled, seeing them everywhere, occupying every space in the room. It was her 35th birthday today. She reached up, realizing her bonnet was already off, showing how much of a deep sleep she had been kicked into. She brushed her fingers through her curls that she had grown out into a lengthy mane over the past five years. Her phone suddenly vibrated on the nightstand, cutting through the morning silence. It was a video call from Gianna. Bianca smiled, seeing her little potato call, as she swiped the screen to answer.

I stood there, frozen, thinking for a long time before I finally understood. I had been reborn. In the living room, Matthias Jackson and Evelyn Lowell sat stiffly on the couch. Just as expected, today was the day Matthias had brought Evelyn over to study with me. It was the beginning of everything that went wrong in my previous life. On the day I was about to give birth, Matthias came home from a business dinner and started hitting me. Amniotic fluid mixed with blood spread across the floor. The pain was so intense I nearly passed out. After we got married, we were not as clingy as other newlyweds, but we had never even argued, let alone laid a hand on each other.