Chapter 43. Birthday Gift 1

Roseanne’s pov

“Thank you,” I said as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Clara had made me look like a queen with the makeup she put on my face.

“You’re like a sister to me so you don’t need to thank me, I know that you’d do the same to me if you were in my shoes,” Clara said and her words got to me so deeply that I didn’t know when I pulled her in for a hug

“I love you babe” My words were nearly a whisper, but I was sure that she heard me

“Now don’t cry Roseanne, you’ll spoil your makeup if you cry,” Clara said and pulled away from me while she held my shoulders and stared into my eyes

“Alright, I won’t cry,” I muttered and gently brought my hands to my eyes to wipe the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes

“It’s over 30 minutes now and Aryan still hasn’t replied to my message,” I said as I picked my phone up from the bed

“Call him then,” Clara said

“I don’t know about that, he might be in a meeting,” I said

“A meetin