Novel & Cerita Happy Birthday Dawn

Now, back to reality. "You really have a death wish, do you? Why don't you just drop out? No one wants you here." One of Xavier's friends said. It's the 7:45 in the morning, yet their group is already having their fun on him. "Landon, my boy! I thought you're already dead. Freaks don't die easy, do they?" That's Xavier who just arrived.

She walked toward them, her laughter light, her expression glowing. “I’m fine now,” she said, slipping easily to Adrian’s side. “Completely fine.” Then her eyes landed on Daniel. Her smile widened. “Daniel?” she said, surprised. “Oh my God… it’s been so long.” Daniel blinked, then laughed. “Vivian Shaw,” he said. “Still as stunning as ever.” She tilted her head slightly, pleased. “And you’re still flattering people,” she replied. He shook his head. “No, seriously,” he said, studying her. “You haven’t aged at all. What’s your secret?”

Hello, my beloved readers! ​I'm sorry, there won't be an update for Daven-Althea's story today. I'll be spending the day celebrating my birthday with a CEO as handsome as Daven Callister. ​I hope you are all happy, and may God always bless every one of you. ​CM

“I didn’t wake up to you.” She offers a small, apologetic grimace, gesturing to her screen. “I’m sorry. I had to post some content.” Before I can say anything else, Devon slides a massive plate of eggs, toast, and avocado across the marble counter right to her. “Eat up, Dawn. You’re arriving early at the arena today for the media brief, right? Need to fuel the engine.” He’s practically our personal chef, and seeing him be kind to her makes me more grateful than I can say.

She smirked at him. He snapped his finger as if he had missed an opportunity. “Tsk. Almost–!” Her head fell back as she bursted in laughter. Keenan’s heart felt full as he gazed at her happy face. Weeks later, Keenan asked permission from Estela to take Dawn on a date to the next town. Since they would be accompanied by Mariano, Estela allowed them. This day was the twentieth of January, Dawn’s birthday in her past life. Dawn was feeling melancholic. This was her first time celebrating her previous life’s birthday without the company of her family.

Of course, she was looking forward to seeing him. She texted back: [You better be ready with those snacks.] Maxwell: [Fuck, I forgot the snacks, but hey, I can be your snack.] Dawn’s mouth dropped open. She wondered, ‘Did he just… flirt with me? Or was he messing with me?’ “Probably the latter,” she said to herself. Dawn was getting ready to leave at half-past four when Andi approached her. “Hey, Dawn. It’s my birthday today, and I’m celebrating with some of my friends. Since you’re my first friend here in marketing, I’d like to invite you to Sip & Sing.”

She just lost her best friend, her enemy, her lover, her husband, and the father of her son—a few days ago, exactly on her birthday. When Dior barged into Farrah's life, her once monotonous birthdays were slowly replaced with joyful ones. The moment Dior accepted Farrah as his other half, there's no sad birthdays for Farrah no matter what crisis they faced. However, at this moment, Farrah's birthday will slowly turn back to the way it was before. Monotonous, plain, and boring. Farrah, at the age of 27, is now a widow.

They traveled down her heart and instead of soothing it, made it jump. "You know what? Let's think about your birthday" Dawn forced a smile. "It's a month-programme of meetings and reporting and visiting and signing but I begged to be released on the second week because of your birthday. I'm glad my boss understands the bond between you and I perfectly well. I told her I can't afford to miss your birthday. Thirteen years ago, you came out of my womb, into my arms until you grew this big. Grew into a special girl, my own personal gift from Heaven". Those words made Juana smile. And it pleased her mother to see her cheer up even if temporal.

Another day dawned bringing with it new hopes and aspirations. Aviana rubbed her bleary eyes and walked towards the balcony. There was a pearly glow in the sky. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in. For a long time, she stood there glancing at the already blue sky as she stretched out her hands and drew in the fresh air, a wide grin spreading on her lips. She were genuinely happy. Unlike other weekends, today was special. Because, they were going to celebrate hayden's birthday as he turned a year older.

Dawn woke and knew that it was odd there was nothing from him. She thought maybe it was just because of the day, but she had thought maybe something could come through. It was her eighteenth birthday, after all. A half a world away, but in her heart, it just didn’t seem right.