"Ella, dear. Make a wish." Mrs. Hart called onto her.
"Okay." She closed her eyes and there was a pause to the event.
.
.
"Done!"
"Let's cut the cake."
"No, let's sing first cause Ella has to tell us her new age in the process." Her aunt put in.
"Ah-aunt."
"What Riella?"
"Your aunt didn't say anything wrong, Ella." Karmale defended.
"We are agements, Karmale. Why don't they ask you?"
"It's not my birthday. Girl, the spotlight is all yours. Not mine and we are not sharing it either."
"Fine! I'm-"
"Hold up. Not just yet. Let's sing first."
"Happy birthday, Riella! Happy birthday, Riella! Happy birthday, dear Riella! Happy birthday, to you!" They clapped their hands and jovially sang with their eyes expectantly waiting for the birthday girl to blow the candles. Not so fast.
"How old are you now? How old are you nah-now?!"
"Guys, I'm twenty five years old now."
"Don't just say it. Sing it." Karmale nudged her in the side.
"Ouch! Bless me for putting on a crop top today!" She winced.
"Sorry. Sing quickly. Our hands are turning red from clapping."
"I'm twenty five years old now! Happy birthday to meeeeeeee!" She blew the candles.
"Wooooo!" They clapped.
Ella placed the knife into the cake. She let it go all the way down. She cut into it and plated it.
It was a three layer. Orange, green and eventually chocolate.
Everyone got chance to feed her a piece. Till Karmale intentionally smeared the cream in her face.
"Oh my-"
"Shut up!" Karma stuffed a huge piece of cake in her mouth.
"Wait for my turn!" Ella promised.
"Patiently." Karmale chuckled.
Ella fed Mrs. Hart first, then her aunt, Tess and Karmale last just before she refused.
"No, Ella. I'm allergic to this type of cake."
"The one you made yourself?" Mrs. Hart asked with concern and everyone else eyed Karmale with question filled glares.
"No, mummy."
"Then eat. Ella is feeding everyone. Why not you?"
"Umm..." Karmale said trying to get up.
"I don't want her to take revenge." She ran.
"Darn it. She daren't." Ella scooped the cake with her bare hands and ran after Karmale.
"Get back here, Karma."
"No, please Ella. I'm sorry. Don't make my clothes dirty."
"Careful!" Mrs. Hart called after the two children.
"You should have taken your shoes at least!"
"Look where you are going dear." Tess shouted at Karmale who was occasionally looking behind as she run.
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THE MAFIA'S LAWYER |✔️
General FictionCOMPLETE!!! Karmale leads a life of her own convinience. No commands. Away from family and close to a few friends. She is seasonal and uncontrollable. She flames with fury but has a weak spot caused by past relations. Relations that leave her desiri...
☆34☆birthday & reunion celebrations
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