Kayla
“Happy birthday, Kayla.”
The moment those words left Nicholas’s lips, I thought I must be dreaming. Had he really not forgotten after all? Was all of this—the announcement, the decorations, the feast—really just for me?
“But the engagement party—”
“Was an excellent cover to keep you from doing your usual snooping around,” Nicholas finished for me, looping an arm around my waist and guiding me through the parting throng of astonished guests. We veered toward the enormous cake that was now sitting in the center of the room. “Although, you still tried to snoop, didn’t you?”
I swallowed hard, unsure what to say. Across the room, I could make out Jade and Emma smirking at me, their arms folded across their chests. They knew. They all knew.
But it didn’t make any se
