Violet

The air hummed with anticipation, a symphony of excited whispers and the clinking of glasses. Veronica, her radiant smile a beacon in the festive crowd, stood hand-in-hand with Jason. All eyes were on the pristine white balloon, pregnant with either pink or blue glitter – a whimsical reveal of their baby's gender.
"1, 2, 3!" they chanted in unison, their voices blending with the eager chorus of friends and family. With a decisive pop, a cascade of shimmering pink rained down, painting the air with joy. A collective gasp, then an explosion of delighted screams as the girls surged forward, engulfing Veronica in a wave of hugs and congratulations.
Monica, Veronica’s best friend, yelled over the celebratory din, "Congrats on the girl! I'm so happy! I just knew it!" Veronica chuckled, patting Jason’s back. "Tough luck, buddy." They shared a laugh, a tender moment amidst the chaos. The future, bright and promising, seemed to stretch endlessly before them.