Yet behind him stood Keira, wearing a soft nightgown, with a small birthday cake in her hands and a smiling face.
The moment he turned his head, it was midnight, and a new day began.
Keira said, "Lewis, happy birthday."
Her smile was sweet and sincere, dazzling Lewis for a moment.
He stared at Keira in surprise, "You know?"
"Of course."
Keira slowly approached with the cake. "I have a very good memory. When we registered our marriage, I memorized your birthday."
Lewis was astonished. "Then today..."
He started, then suddenly realized something. "You did it on purpose?"
Holding back her laughter, Keira stepped forward again, placed the cake on the coffee table, and then, as if by magic, took out a small box from her pocket and handed it to him. "This is for you."
Lewis hesitated.
He slowly opened the box and found it was a watch.
