Even during her birthdays, when he rarely spent time with her, he never forgot to prepare a gift.
Those silent gestures slowly warmed Lana's heart.
However, everything changed the day she noticed something strange.
Garrison's birthday had never been celebrated. Not once.
The realization stunned her. "Why has no one ever celebrated his birthday?"
Her voice had been filled with confusion as she asked her nanny.
The answer she received left her speechless.
On the day Garrison was born, the elder Mr. Almond had died.
From that moment onward, many people in the family began whispering something cruel.
"Garrison is a jinx."
Because of that superstition, he was slowly isolated.
No celebrations. No warm wishes. No family gatherings.
It could be said that the cold and distant image Garrison carried today had been formed by years of rejection during his childhood.
When Lana learned the truth, her heart ached.
'So that is why he is always alone…'
She could not accept it.
