Novel & Cerita Twice Sana Birthday

When is it? Kinza sets the tea tray on the coffee table and takes a seat beside Sukoon, a soft smile on her face. Kinza (fondly) It's just around the corner, my dear. Vihaan's birthday falls on the 25th of this month. We must plan something special for him! Sukoon's eyes sparkle with joy as she puts her book aside, fully invested in the conversation. SUKOON (enthusiastically) Oh, yes, Maa! We have to make it unforgettable for him. What do you suggest?

And since he and I are mated to twins, I can expect that we’ll be doing a lot of birthdays together for the rest of our lives. “You’re calling about our mates’ birthdays?” he asks by way of greeting. “You got it. It needs to be special and they need to have something together,” I say. “What about their Luna ceremonies?” “I thought we’d plan them for the weekend after their birthday.” “They’ll want to be there for the other. We should plan to have their ceremonies on different nights.” “Agreed. I’m planning to mark Malin on her birthday,” I tell him. “Same,” he says.

” “Not even your birthday?” “Birthday?” I’d scoffed, grabbed her hips, and stroked her soft thighs. “I only remember the date, and on that very day, every fucking time, I forget. My brother does a great job of popping a few bottles to mark it, though.” “When is it?” “Next Friday, I think.” Serena jumped out of bed with a gasp “Next…next Friday? Your birthday is next Friday? And you’ll be?” “Forty.” “You’ve got to be kidding me. How have we never had this conversation before? That is literally one week from today, Timur.”

In their conversation Livius mentioned there the upcoming birthday of Sage. I want to interfere and ask the date but I bit my tongue to stop myself. Jonas looked at me with a raised eyebrow. He seemed to notice my restraint. "August 19 is Sage's birthday. You don't know, Kaia?" Jonas asked casually, grinning. "For sure Tita Valerina will organize a big celebration for him. I'm sure he will invite you." I'm almost dizzy. Jonas was so tactless! I haven't even told Mama about Sage and me but this one doesn't know how to feel.

Unwelcome. This all too familiar feeling is creeping up on Diana once again, as she looks at Chantal's birthday invitation. Her sister will be turning 22 this year, and once again, will host a grand celebration as if every birthday is her debut. Weird enough, this should have also been her birthday celebration, and yet again, her name is absent in the invitation.

she said, staring at me in surprise. I walked towards her and dropped my bags along my path. Her gaze softened as she stared. I fell on the couch and let out a sigh of relief. “Serena, what is going on? This suspense is killing me" she said excitedly. My face grinned with happiness and relief as I took a deep breath to let out the awaited news. “I got a name for you, two actually” I forced my words out with an exhaled from my deep breath. She blinked a few times, her eyes widened with happiness, and confusion together.

"I'll help you get a handle on the rest in time." "Alright." Sierra agreed. "Next Monday is the twenty-sixth of August," Anna remembered her daughter's birthday clearly. "Do you want to celebrate at home, or should we go out?" Sierra paused. Twenty-sixth of August. The day after her birthday was John's birthday. In the past, they always chose the night of the twenty-sixth to celebrate. Once she finished her birthday, it would be his turn. "Let's do it at home." "Alright."

Samara Current Day It’s my birthday, not that anyone here knows it. I never told them when my birthday was, not my real birthday anyway. I didn’t give them anything that could make them put two and two together and come up with me being the lost daughter of Alpha Royal and Luna Jessica, or the lost sister of Alpha Theodore. But today, I turn 18. Today, I can finally begin to implement my plans for revenge.

I blurt, stepping back from her slightly manic expression. “Happy birthday,” she says, loud enough that half the corridor looks over. “What are you talking about?” I ask, genuinely blank. Sienna blinks like I’ve insulted her ancestors. “Oh my god, Zahra. Today’s April 16th. It’s your birthday.” “Oh. Right.” I manage a smile. Birthdays aren’t exactly a thing at my house. Sienna and Abby are the only ones who ever acknowledge it. She starts singing, “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you,” and I clamp my hand over her mouth.

The photograph is old now, worn at the edges from being handled too much. I keep it in my nightstand drawer, next to the ring I never take off. It was taken on the twins' second birthday. Declan is holding Rowan on one hip, Harvey has Nora on the other, and I'm standing in the middle, my arms around both of them. Claire is in front, laughing at something the twins did. The sun is bright, the garden green, and everyone smiling.