Sorana | - Happy Birt Ay Sadness

As she blew out her candles, the indigo didn't disappear. It simply began to pulse with a soft, steady light—the glow of someone who was finally at peace with her own heavy heart.

She picked up a charcoal pen and wrote across the bottom of the mirror: Thank you for staying. Sorana - Happy Birt ay Sadness

The city of Oakhaven didn’t celebrate birthdays with cake; they celebrated with , shimmering mirrors that reflected a person's most dominant emotion from the past year. As she blew out her candles, the indigo didn't disappear