If Jared Monroe hadn't mentioned it, Yara Quillan would've almost forgotten that today was her birthday.
For years, Rosie had always dragged her out to a restaurant for her birthday, and at eleven o'clock at night, Lucian Sloan would call to spend it with her.
But this year, Rosie was gone.
She had completely forgotten it was her birthday.
Yara Quillan stared blankly at the box, not reaching for it. It wasn't until Jared Monroe took her hand and placed the box in it that he spoke. "Inside are your gifts for the past four years. I made them myself—one for each year."
"Big Brother..." Yara stared at the box in her hands. For some reason, she felt an inexplicable urge to cry.
