Coral’s POV
The message came just after midnight.
Happy birthday.
No call. No heartfelt words. Just those two impersonal words from Jason, as if she were just another acquaintance rather than his girlfriend. Coral frowned at the glowing screen, gripping the phone tighter in her hand.
That's it? she thought, her stomach twisting. He hadn’t spoken to her in days, and all he could manage was a text?
Sighing, she set the phone down and turned toward her bed—only to stop in surprise.
There, on the deep purple comforter, was a neatly wrapped box with a small note attached.
From your love to my love. I want you to have a great 20th birthday.
Her heart softened as she ran her fingers over the elegant script. So, he had thought of her. Maybe he was just too busy to call. Pushing aside her f
