Her first birthday cake, her first birthday party—well, at least the first she could remember
"Oh, Amaya, happy birthday! And I'm so sorry," Donna said. ‘Daddy wanted to stay up, but he was tired." Amaya could see the mood in the mansion was actually better without him, and then Donna apologised that the cake was home-made, which made Amaya’s eyes well up. "Chase only told me yesterday, there was no time to order one—and—"
"Yesterday?" Her head whipped around to him—that he had known all along, before she’d even told him, and that he had thought about ringing ahead and arrange all this for her...
"Did you really think I’d forget your birthday?" Chase murmured behind her ears, which made her blush.
"Oh, my! I can't believe this. I didn't expect this at all. I don't know what to say."
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