[Evelyn’s POV]
“Are you two really not going to let me help put this party together at all?” I asked, wistfully.
I wasn’t entirely sure what I expected when it came to experiencing a birthday party—mainly one that was meant for me.
I’d spent the majority of my life being overshadowed by Samantha and her inability to share the spotlight with anyone else, I wasn’t entirely sure how I was meant to feel. Watching the house transform from its everyday grandeur to something far more whimsical and exciting.
Nina had instructed the staff to twist and string colorful streamers all along the banisters. Wendy, on the other hand, was making sure that the kitchen staff were up to the challenge in making sure there was more than enough food and drink for anyone who came in to wish me a happy birth
