In the past, we always celebrated birthdays in the evening, but this time, Julian unusually insisted on celebrating at noon.
I calmly agreed to his request and asked why.
He explained that several old friends wanted to meet for dinner, and he simply couldn't refuse.
"I'll definitely be back by eleven. I want you to wish me a happy birthday at twelve, right on time."
I smiled at his words and urged him to blow out the candles quickly.
He seemed reluctant. "Who blows out candles at noon?"
Because there wasn't enough time.
I didn't say that out loud, I simply insisted that he blow out the candles.
Unable to resist me, he did as I asked.
Once he was done, I asked what his wish had been.
He raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you tell me that if you speak your wish, it won't come true?"
Before I could think of an excuse, he added:
"But my wish has already come true, so it doesn't matter."
"Since I was eighteen, every wish I've made has been to have you by my side, year after year."
He looked at me, his gaze soft and affectionate.
Maybe now I should have given him a passionate kiss, but I just averted my gaze. "Let's eat the cake."
During dinner, his phone rang repeatedly, and he only glanced at it without replying.
After the meal, he hurriedly left.
It was once again Victoria's social media that revealed the truth.
She had posted several provocative photos, with the caption: "Prepping for tonight."
I sighed and brought the memory book out from the room, placing it prominently on the table.
Maybe, truly, speaking your wishes makes them lose their power.
I had thrown away most of my belongings, and Julian still thought I had just put them away.
I took one last look at this home, then gently closed the door, heading to the riverbank as per my agreement with Sebastian.
Looking at the deep, unfathomable river below the bridge, I didn't hesitate for a moment and leapt into the water.
I knew this would be the start of my new life.
