The thought crossed my mind, "Did she really forget my birthday today, or is she just acting?" Whether she had genuinely forgotten or was only pretending, it didn't change the fact that I felt upset and let down.

The mounting stress from work was already overwhelming, and now her indifference seemed to be adding fuel to the fire.

The moment I walked through the door, my expression shifted from grumpy to a mix of different emotions that I couldn't easily define. There was a sense of relief to be back home, but the lingering stress and frustration were still present.

As she held out the cake with a hopeful smile, my instincts took over. Instead of accepting the treat, I lunged forward, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her close. With a cheeky grin, I looked into her eyes and said,

"That cake can wait, love. Let me have you first."