Never Reject A Secret Luna Heiress
The cake had uneven edges, and a slightly lopsided frosting.
My breath caught.
“I… it’s not much,” he said, suddenly awkward. “Given the circumstances.”
I stared at it.
Then blinked. “Percy… why?”
“Because,” he said simply, “it’s your birthday.”
I froze.
My birthday.
The realization hit like a wave. The date. The number. The day that I hadn’t remembered at all because the world had been ending.
“I forgot,” I admitted softly.
“I know,” he said. “That’s why I remembered.”