Lucy Heartfilia Birthday Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Nothing hell is here” Ricky said and went away from there and took out his cell phone! “What the hell! We were preparing for her birthday party and now… She is not going available herself!” Christ said and Cherry heard him, “What? Am I not able to celebrate my birthday with her?” She said as it was not only Lucy’s birthday but also hers! After all, they were born on the same day and almost at the same time. They both had always celebrated it together but it seemed like Lucy did not remember this time.

“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.

“My Father, Beta Walker, told me on the morning of my birthday that I had to share my party with Lucy. After all, she didn’t have any family within the territory to throw her a party. When I saw the pink color and the fact that it was inside, I knew that this had been the plan all along and I spent my birthday out on the patio by myself. It was like that for every birthday and I got the same lecture from my Father every year. Lucy has no family to throw her a party and I could just share my birthday with her.” I can feel Charna getting furious and I slowly close my eyes to allow her to talk to Cyran and Camus. After a few minutes, she calms down enough for me to resume my case.

“Just tell me.” “It’s September,” she uttered carefully, observing my features. “The thirteenth.” My fingers clenched into the bedsheets. “And the year?” I asked. She smiled faintly, indulgent. “It's 2018, of course.” The room suddenly felt too big. Seven years ago. This means Lucy Hale was still alive. My chest tightened painfully, breath hitching as the truth settled in. My eyes sting with warmth, though I blink as quickly. I didn’t understand how this had happened.

Why did Dorian want to know her birthday? I expected Lucy to glance at me but she didn't take her eyes off Dorian. "It's in winter. December 18th to be precise. Your sister bullied me on my sixteenth birthday and tied me to a tree in the freezing cold with barely anything on." It felt the air stop moving and tension began to rise. I expected Dorian to fight back, to defend his sister but he was silent. He stared at Lucy for a while and his head dropped and he stared at the floor. Lucy was just as confused as I was but soon, we could make out soft sobbing noises.

LUCY'S POV We were now at my door. I looked over to see Liam staring at me. “When do you turn 18?” His question felt intruding. I raised my eyebrow slightly at him causing him to chuckle. He was adorable when he laughed. I sighed before responding. “My birthday is tomorrow but please don’t tell your dad. I don’t want anyone to make a fuss over it being my birthday. We have a gala to worry about” I said with a curt smile.

Her eyes never left me as she eat her food quietly. "It's her birthday today you know. She would have been eighteen just like us." She said breaking the silence. I stopped eating and looked at her intently, I was taken aback, I never knew my daughter's birthday, Lucy must have told me but I can't remember the date. "Yes, it should have been her birthday today," I said pretending I knew. "Oh no, you couldn't have known that." She dismissed me with a laugh. I felt pissed and snapped, my voice was low but harsh. "What is it really that you two want?"

The next day, at his birthday. Red didn't let him go to work, she wanted him to stay because next week she is going back so she wanted to make unforgettable memories with Lucifer, wanting to be with him. "Lucifer! Blow the candles and make a wish!" Red chirped, clapping. "I am turning 31." He frowned. "I don't care, make one." Lucifer sighed and shook his head. He looked at Red, You are my wish. His heart told him but as he blew the candles and cut the cake as they spent a sweet and lovely family time together.

The phone in my pocket vibrates before I can begin, tickling the side of my hip before I pull it out to look at the screen, and it’s a call from Miss Lucy. A small smile plays on my lips before I click receive and press the device against the side of my face. “Hi.” "Hello, Sera darling, can you hear me?" Miss Lucy's voice emerges loud and enthusiastic through the receiver, like a chirping bird. "Of course, I can, Miss Lucy." "Perfect, darling. I'm here with the children." I instantly hear muffled mumbling in the background and realize she's trying to round them all up. "...Three, two, one; Happy birthday, Seraphina!" The greeting bursts forth as a chorus, ringing through the phone in a misma