C42 Are you planning to cut your fingers?

Isabella's POV.

I walked toward Mom, trying to keep my expression neutral.

“Surprise!” she said brightly, her arms outstretched. I forced a small smile and let her hug me tightly. Inside, however, my emotions were in turmoil.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart,” Mom added, her voice warm and full of affection.

“Thank you,” I murmured softly, keeping my tone steady