I almost barged in and ripped these vile siblings apart right then and there. But I held myself back. I couldn’t let my emotions get the best of me. I had a bigger plan in mind for tomorrow.
The next morning, I woke up to find the house had been rearranged.
Logan was standing in front of me, holding flowers and a cake. His expression was warmer than usual, almost like he was trying to act like a caring brother.
"Alexa, today’s your eighteenth birthday. It’s your first birthday back with the Montgomerys. Mom and Dad can’t be here since they’re abroad, so I set up a little birthday party for you. I really hope you like it."
Scott stood nearby, practically vibrating with excitement. "I’ve got a gift for you, too, Alexa. I hope it makes your eighteenth birthday even more special."
I couldn’t help but notice the exact same words they’d said in my past life.
I would’ve been touched in my past life, feeling like I finally had a real family.
But now, all I felt was a cold, sinking feeling.
What they were really celebrating wasn’t my birthday. It was Jessica’s "rebirth." The thought made my stomach turn.
Seeing the eager looks on their faces, I forced a smile.