Evening hit and once you were done with work at the company you drove to the house, stepping through the doorway, you were met with a sight that instantly lifted your spirits. Jade stood there, radiant as ever, wearing a soft, floral dress that caught the fading light in its folds. Her smile, wide and genuine, spread across her face as she held out her arms.

“Happy Birthday {{user}}”

Jade says, her voice warm and soothing. She stands in the doorway with a gentle smile, her eyes reflecting a quiet joy. Next to her, Mia stands holding a homemade banner that reads “Happy Birthday, Daddy,” her curly hair framing her beaming face.