Twice Sana Birthday Novels & Stories

I look up at him, my eyes widening, nervousness gnawing at my insides. “Dante woke me up a minute after midnight. I don’t know how he knows it, but he does.” "Lena?" I ask in my head, hoping she knows anything about this. "I agree. Today is your birthday,"’ she confirms, leaving me speechless again. If she knew, why hasn’t she told me? Living my life in so much uncertainty about my birth parents, my home, and even my birth date has been a heavyweights clinging to my heart. Tears well up in my eyes, and I turn away from Nate as I try to figure out how to conceal them. I reach for my phone to check the actual date when Nate precedes me, saying, “It’s the 24th of January. We should celebrate.”

“I–what day–what’s the date?” “March, 18th.. No, I think it’s the 19th.” Ingrid responds. Kaia glances back and forth between Elias and I, “it’s two minutes after midnight, so technically it’s the 20th.” “Happy birthday twin..” Elias whispers. “We’re officially 18..”

I can't remember the last time I set my eyes on a calendar. “I don’t think I have ever asked this, but when is your birthday, Sarah?” I ask her, and her cheeks turn a shade redder. She waves her hand dismissively and says, “It’s still far. 14th of July.” I take a mental note of that; if it is unfortunate that I am still in here by then, I will be sure to throw her one hell of a surprise. “What about you?” she asked me. “Mine is on the 22nd of May,” I reply, and her eyes grow as wide as saucers.

She didn’t know what gift to buy her husband and required her sister-in-law’s assistance. Serena… Just that name bothered me. How could a married woman, with children on top of that—keep all those people in a chokehold? Just how? “Sweetie, you’re squeezing your cup.” Ana pointed out. Shocked, I looked at the imaginary stress ball in my hands and faked a smile. “Yes, my bad.” “Are you excited for your birthday next week?” Ana started another conversation. “Twenty-one is a special age.” Yes, certainly.

“You didn’t have to do that, Mary.” Mary chuckled. “Twenty-four is a big number. Almost a quarter of a century, if you think about it.” That was true, but Sakura never thought about that. Mary took a step back. “I know your real birthday was probably sometime earlier than this, but since you were found at the orphanage two days from now, twenty-four years ago, then technically speaking, it’s your birthday.” Sakura chuckled. “Thanks, Mary. You remember.” Then she thought none of the brothers would have remembered. Why would they? She wasn’t important to them.

-The next day- "so what do you want to do today?" Lana asked as we were drinking coffee, today is the twins' birthday, we'll technically not today it was months ago but given the events of the last 7 months, we couldn't give them a birthday party so I'm planning on doing it now.