It was November and the weather was getting cold. I was sick just after I arrived there. My throat felt so hurt, I cannot eat and cannot sleep. You took care of me when I was there. You cooked soup for me. I have to recover quickly.
On my birthday, I woke up early because of the sore throat. I found you not in the bedroom, so I walked down stair to the sitting room. When I opened the door between the doorway and the sitting room, I had tears all in my eyes. The sitting room was fully decorated with balloons and ribbons. On the dining table, utensils were all setup and you walked from the kitchen with a big smile. "Happy Birthday!", you said. I cannot hold my tears and they ran down my face. You kept singing the "Happy Birthday" song to me. Whenever I wanted to cry, you said happy birthday to me during my trip.
On the dining table, there were many presents and the Sintaklass chocolates for me. How sweet you were! That was my birthday month, the sweetest and romantic birthday I had in my life.
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