There was something about the frigid voice of Kristine. It was so unusual that I got goosebumps when she ended the call. It was obvious that she had been crying, and I don’t even know the reason. Even our friends are confused. Birthdays should come with joy, not with tears.

“Is everything okay? Why do you look worried?”

A hand from Karlo on my shoulder was the reason why my thoughts got obliterated. I turned to him. Even Victor, behind him, was watching me silently while carrying some ...