Joyce's party had been very lovely, a very intimate gathering with only a few family friends, two of her uncles, her grandmother, and us as surprise guests.
When it was time to open the presents, Joyce was thrilled to see the stuffed animal we had bought her. We had purchased it without knowing she loved unicorns so much. For the rest of the party, she ran around with her unicorn as if she were riding it.
“Don’t stray from your parents and always behave,” I said, cuddling Joyce to say goodbye.
“Thank you for everything, Olivia!” she said, hugging me.
“I hope you had a wonderful birthday and wish you many more,” said Leonardo, also cuddling her.
After saying our goodbyes, we left the party.
Leonardo and I decided to walk along the beach back to the hotel. Neither of us spoke, but it
