Anaya was curious but she didn't have the time nor the resources to quench it. She could only forget about what she heard and go back to the preparations on the next day.
She woke up early and perfected her mindset. It was her birthday as well but no one seemed to remember it.
"Happy birthday Arnold." Anaya whispered lightly into the air, hoping the wish would drift over to her dead brother.
Anaya sat up on her mattress and said, "We are eighteen now. This was supposed to be a special year for the both of us, but unfortunately you are not here to celebrate it and no one wants to celebrate this day for me. I guess we are both unlucky on this part, huh?"
There was less time at hand and a lot of things to do. Anaya didn't speak more and left the attic to go and get ready for the day.
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