Novel & Cerita Lily Potter Birthday

Moreover, that tattoo appeared to have been there for quite some time, deeply etched into the skin, unlike a recent addition. If Wendy's statement held true, then 0825 must be the birthday of someone special to him! After all, Suzy was aware of Liam's birthday; it fell in April. In contrast, the birthdays of the Park Group Chairman and his wife, who were Liam's parents, both fell in July. Of course, it had no connection to her! Her birthday was on November 14th.

Jordan's on the floor with Lily, letting her grab his glasses and laughing every time she succeeds. "She's going to break those." I'm holding a tray of cupcakes, watching them. "Let her." Jordan grins up at me. "She's the birthday girl. She gets whatever she wants." Lily shrieks with joy, waving the glasses around like a trophy. She's wearing a little purple dress that she'll probably destroy within the hour. There's already frosting on her collar from the taste test earlier. Her dark hair, so much of it for a one-year-old, is in two tiny pigtails that Liam insisted on doing himself.

"When is the party?" Vanessa asked. "Tomorrow by Six PM." Lily informed. "What's the time. I want to pick my kids up from school today." "We still have two more hours before their closing time." Lily said. "Let's visit one of the best Restaurants in town." "Then after that, we'll go to the grocery store to get more baking ingredients." "What is tomorrow's date?" Vanessa asked. "16th. Why?" "It's Mr. Gonzalez's birthday tomorrow." She clapped her hands, a hint of mischief dancing in her eyes.

“Well…” The waiter stopped by, but instead of asking if we needed anything, he set a cake covered in candles on the table in front of me. Lila smiled at me. “Happy birthday.” I stared at her for a moment, then my eyes moved down to the cake. Yes, it was my birthday dinner—May 30th. I’d agreed to celebrate it this year as a way of moving on. It was a little easier, because the one I hated to think about was on a different date, a date I’d never forget—June 21st.

“No, thank you for surviving because if you had died, it would’ve been terrible for us,” “Stop talking about death, Ari,” “Okay, mom. The evil child is shutting it up,” She rolled her eyes and walked away. “I guess Lily is your favorite child right now,” “Yes, Ari. She gives me zero headaches and troubles unlike someone that I know,” “Really? Did you even remember her birthday was last Monday?” Mrs. Miller gasped. “What? Tell me you’re kidding. I totally forgot. I’m so sorry, Lily,” “It’s okay, Mrs. Miller. I know it wasn’t intentional,”

I tell her as I leaned down and kissed on her cheek "Why don't you go and freshen up while mommy cooks, huh?" "Alright, mommy." Lily answered and began to leave when she stopped midway and asked "Mommy, are you making special breakfast today for Lucas because it is his birthday?" "What? It's Lucas's birthday?" I asked shocked " How?" "You didn't know, mommy?" Lily asked surprised " I thought you knew. Last night when Lucas was reading me a bedtime story at midnight, his phone received a message from that bad woman named Isabelle who was wishing Lucas a happy birthday but Lucas ignored the message and didn't reply. I wanted to ask him if it was his birthday but it would have looked like I was

He replied with a 'hm'. "You should get ready after breakfast. We're leaving early" her Dad said. She was befuddled. "Is there anything special today?" "How could you forget? Today is your sister's birthday" Rupert replied coldly. Lily's eyes narrowed into slits. 5th of April. She remembered now. In her past life, her father had thrown a large party for his daughter's birthday in a five-star hotel. That was when everything went wrong. She made a fool of herself before the press, and lost her virginity! She knew she was set up by Marie, but had no evidence to back it up. Her father wasn't going to believe her. Marie was the best daughter and wasn't capable of such. Perfect. Lily, this is your

Gillian popped a confetti cannon with a scream. Wilson raised a bottle of sparkling rosé like a trophy. The living room was decorated with soft white lights, balloons spelling HAPPY BIRTHDAY LILY, and a table full of snacks and cake. Lily covered her mouth. “Oh my-WHAT?!” Gillian practically tackled her in a hug. “You’re TWENTY-SEVEN, BABYYYY!” Wilson joined the hug. “And fine as hell! Penhouse Barbie!” Lily laughed helplessly. “You guys! I can’t believe this”

My fingers trembled slightly as I touched the cold marble, the air around me heavy and still. “Lilian Vale. Date of birth, 20th September 1999. Date of death, 10th March 2009.” I forced back a tear. “Hi, Lily. I brought your favorite flowers. I still can’t believe you’re gone. You’d have been twenty-six today.” My voice cracked, but I kept going. “It’s your birthday, Lily.”

From a newborn's hospital bracelet to a second birthday cake. The bracelet read: Mother—Natalie Voss. October 7, 2022. Female. 7 lbs 1 oz. October 7, 2022. Lily's birthday was September 29, 2022. Meaning eight days after I gave birth to Lily, this woman named Natalie Voss had a baby too. I zoomed in on the bracelet photo. The photographer's shadow fell across the white hospital bed. The shadow was a man's. I checked the photo's EXIF data.