Gemma POV
'Happy birthday, sweetheart.' Mum and Dad chorused as I walked into our dining room.
'Thank you, Mum and Dad.' I tried to be happy, but yesterday's memories still surfed in my head. Did Alex really hate me? That was my main thought, stuck in my head like a catchy tune that keeps entering your head.
They gave me a new broach and some earrings. They were beautiful, and I tried to make a fuss over them. The broach was of a blue butterfly with diamonds on the wings and eye. Breakfast was just us, and I was so glad for that. I did not want to face my demons just yet.
A day at the spa should clear all of that.
I hope.
The drive Mum tried to talk about a pretty dress she had seen and thought I might like for the end-of-year dance, then about the girls coming back on Sunday, that
