My Smudged Birthday Cake

In the past, Hailey was the only one who got to have birthday cakes.

But this time, for my own cake, I had specially chosen my favorites—strawberry and white chocolate. I even had my name written on the chocolate plaque.

After waiting for a long time and seeing it hadn't arrived, I called the delivery driver.

"What do you mean? The cake was delivered a while ago. A beautiful young lady signed for it."

I quickly pushed open my bedroom door. In the living room, my mom, Sarah, was casually throwing my custom birthday card onto the floor.