Without even realizing it, the time passed quickly and the joyous day arrived.
The air buzzed with excitement as Emily's friends and family gathered to celebrate her twenty-third birthday. The cozy backyard was adorned with fairy lights, and a long table boasted an array of delectable treats, from savory appetizers to a towering birthday cake.
Emily, radiant in a satin emerald gown, laughed with her brothers who were looking as dashing as possible. While some of them warmed her heart with their warm words, there were others who teased her about the inevitable aging process.
Crist grinned. "Em, remember when you thought turning twenty was ancient? Now look at you, practically a grandma."
Emily rolled her eyes, swatting his arm playfully. "Speak for yourself, old man."