Chapter 235 Caught In The Act

• It took me a few minutes to digest Sabrina's words. What have I done? Christopher remembered my birthday and always made breakfast for me. When I was down, he bought the type of lollipop I liked, getting it sent by despatch no matter how far.
• And yet, I could not even remember his birthday. Yesterday, he had said mysteriously with an expression of expectation on his face that we would have a gathering. I saw that but did not give it much thought, presuming that he just wanted to meet some old friends.
• Oh, God. What have I done? Why haven't I ask when his birthday was? Even if I had not asked, I should have called Sabrina and asked about the gathering when he told me about it.