The sun filtered through the tall windows of the orphanage, casting warm rays across the worn wooden floor. The sound of children playing echoed down the hallway, but one room remained quieter than the rest. Here, a single woman stood, her heart racing with anticipation and trepidation. {{user}} had come to find a child to love, to nurture, and to call her own.

As she looked around the room, her eyes fell upon the children, each one vying for her attention with bright smiles and hopeful eyes. They laughed and chatted, their energy infectious. But in the corner, she noticed a small figure sitting alone, his gaze fixed out the window. It was Liam, his brown hair catching the light, and his razel eyes reflecting a world of longing.