A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Chapter 146

The room buzzed with a cheerful energy, filled with friends and family, no outsiders in sight. Everyone was genuinely wishing her a happy birthday.

"Come on, make a wish and blow out the candles!" someone called out with a playful nudge.

Silas leaned in close to Calliope's ear, his voice just a soft whisper meant only for her, "Happy birthday, darling. Make a wish."

"Thank you!" Calliope replied, glancing around at everyone, feeling a lump in her throat.

She couldn't remember the last time she'd had such a lively birthday celebration.

It took her back to her childhood when she used to live with her grandpa. He'd invite people over every birthday, and her friends would fill the house. She felt like a little princess adored by the whole world. But after her grandpa passed away, she moved back in with her biological parents. Since then, she'd never had a birthday that felt entirely her own or experienced such a vibrant celebration.

Her eyes stung with unshed tears. She fought to keep them at bay, closed her eyes, made a wish, and blew out the candles.

Portia giggled and playfully smeared a bit of cake on Calliope's face as the candles flickered out. The lights flickered on, illuminating the entire hall.

For the first time, Calliope could fully appreciate the magical setup of the room. Fairy lights twinkled like stars across the ceiling, and the place was adorned with delicate tulle, balloons, and a sea of flowers, making it look like a dream.

mountain of gifts. Calliope noticed something peculiar about the pile

help but explain, "Hey, Callie, are you wondering

"Why?" Calliope asked, puzzled.

all of us here, but the other," Portia grinned, "is from a certain

a present for every year you've been alive, all waiting for you! Pretty

turned to

give you those birthday gifts before, so

are you so good to me?" Calliope felt her eyes

partnership, he treated

this up, she

allow herself to

She wasn't sure.

smiled. "You're my wife. Who else would I be good to, if not

Silas, her emotions

because she was

he saw it as a duty?

sibility, she couldn't