Sixteenth
The day had arrived in the bustling mansion, where the sunlight streamed through the windows in radiant beams, casting a soft glow on the polished wooden floors.
It was an early morning, but within the walls of Anthony's home, the preparations for the grand occasion were already in full swing.
Today was a day of significance, a day that marked not only the passing of time but a profound transformation in the life of a young man who had lived two lives.
His family, both biological and chosen, had gathered to plan for his 16th birthday, a celebration that symbolized more than just a simple milestone.
It was a testament to the life he now led, filled with purpose, love, and ambition.
Anthony sat in the vast dining room, his back against the ornate chair, hands folded before him, staring out into the distance.
He had become accustomed to these moments of reflection, where he would find himself lost in the depths of his thoughts.