Henry’s POV
I sat down in bed, staring at my phone with a mix of emotions. My finger hovered over the screen, hesitating over what to do with the video. I had a change of heart, deciding not to delete it, but just as I did, the door swung open.
My finger slipped, and I accidentally clicked delete. My eyes widened in shock as I realized what I had done. The video was gone.
I turned to face the door, ready to lash out at whoever had interrupted me. But when I saw Niylah standing there with a plate of cake, my anger dissipated.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, trying to sound calm.
Niylah smiled and raised the plate. "I brought my birthday cake."
I raised an eyebrow, confused. "You brought it here?"
"Yeah, I did," Niylah replied, walking towards the bed. "You looked like an hungry
