Skye’s POV

I’m still buried under my blankets as the morning light sneak through the curtains, when my door bursts open.

I jolt awake, blinking against the brightness, and there’s Maya, grinning so happily. She’s holding a small cake with pink frosting and a single candle flickering on top. “Happy birthday to you my darling sister!” she says out, her voice loving and gentle. She walks over to my bed, singing a happy birthday song to me.

“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, ...