Brielle’s POV
"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you, dear Brielle! Happy birthday to you!" I heard my uncle and Aunt Claire sing about switching the light on, and I chuckled. I stood up from my bed with my sleepy eyes and ran over to hug them.
"Thank you so much, uncle, aunty," I said, and they chuckled, hugging me back.
They gave me my gift wrapped in a box, and I smiled. I took it from them and dropped it on my dressing table.
"We are so sorry we weren’t able to get a cake," Aunt Claire said, and I waved it off. "I intend to bake one for you as soon as I get back from work," she added quickly, and I chuckled.
"I don’t care about that, Aunt Claire; thank you so much for remembering my birthday. That’s what's most important, and I’m happy you are here fr
