Chapter 81 Birthday Boy

• Fenella’s POV
• On November 10th, it was Laird's birthday. Of course, we celebrated it together. Laird had already reserved a table at a famous restaurant known for its intimate ambiance and live jazz music.
• Laird said he would be arriving soon to pick me up, so I didn't want to keep him waiting too long. With my hair neatly tied up, wearing a black bolero jacket with floral patterns, a sleeveless knee-length black midi dress, and ankle-high boots of the same color, I stood frozen on the sidewalk in front of the apartment.