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A WEEK LATER
"Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday Jasmine!
Happy birthday to you!"
The crowd in the big hall chanted, their voices echoing off the walls as they clapped their hands to urge Mrs. Jasmine Garlise to blow out the candles on the beautiful cake.
Meanwhile, Raymond's gaze scanned the room, searching for Natalie's familiar face.
But she was nowhere to be found.
After they had finished with the final decorations, Natalie had told them she was going home to get something and would return to the party.
Raymond leaned in toward Charlotte, who was standing beside him.
"Is Natalie here yet?" he whispered, his voice muffled over the cheers.
"Huh?" Charlotte exclaimed, her eyes sweeping the room with a her brow furrowed.
She shook her head and whispered back, "Raymond, I don't think you should wait for her. I doubt she's coming." Her face held a tinge of pity.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!