I Deserve a Cake on My Birthday
Language: en
Today was my thirtieth birthday. I specifically ordered a small artisan strawberry shortcake to be delivered to the office. When the box arrived, my coworker looked at me with wide eyes. "Wait, Sophie, I thought you never celebrated your birthday?" I sliced a piece, handed it to her, and forced a smile. "Yeah, well, I just felt like it this year." This was the very first time in my five years of marriage to Kyle that I was actually celebrating my birthday. The reason was sickeningly simple. His dead first love, his perfect angel, happened to share my exact birth date. Every single year on…