Selina did as she was instructed, ascending the stairs with one hand on the railing. Shortly, they arrived at the rooftop. Annabelle finally let go, moving aside to join the others who stood waiting in the shadows.
The moment Selina's eyes opened, her vision blurred briefly before she blinked it clear. The sight that captured her gaze took her breath away.
The air seemed to stand still. Light-wired bulbs hung bright and warm, casting a golden glow over a table filled with distinct dishes and wine. The aroma lingered in the air, making her mouth water. It was the kind of setting meant only for a grand celebration.
Suddenly, a chorus of voices echoed across the rooftop.
"Surprise!!"
Startled, Selina turned her head. There stood Eloise, Noah, Sean, Annabelle, and surprisingly, Lucas in his wheelchair. They were all grinning, holding gift boxes in their hands.
"Goodness! What did you guys do?"
