Mathilda
Today's Cahill's thirty-first birthday and I had no freaking idea until I asked what's up with the decorations around the Nolan's Mansion and I was told it's my husband's birthday. Perplexed for a few seconds, I asked the head butler, Gibson, why I just found out and he said they all thought I knew.
Now I've been feeling like an idiot, hating on myself for not knowing today's Cahill's birthday. It's not completely my fault, Cahill never mentioned his birthday and we hardly see ourselves because he has work and I have school. I figured it out too late and now I have no gift for him.
