Amanda’s POV
I was going through some designs for a client when a knock came on my door. Inviting the person in, the door opened, and a maid entered, carrying a large white teddy bear bigger than Liam. My brow furrowed, and I stood up.
“Miss, this is for you,” the maid said, and I furrowed my brow. “From whom?” I asked, my excitement rising. I had always longed for such a gigantic teddy bear, especially for cuddling at night. In the past five years of loneliness, I often felt the need for someone or something to cuddle.
“I have no idea, miss. A delivery man brought it, and your name was on the note,” she replied, handing me a note, which I opened and read aloud. “Happy birthday, Amanda. I hope this teddy bear brings you the warmth and comfort you deserve. You've been through a lot, and
