Vaughn paced in his room, the soft carpet muffling his footsteps. He glanced at the clock on his nightstand—2:00 AM. He knew he should be asleep, but his mind wouldn't rest. Eliza had gone to bed an hour ago, and he found himself unable to stop thinking about her. Specifically, her birthday. Vaughn was determined to make it special for her, but he needed to know the date. He didn't want to invade her privacy, but he felt a deep need to understand more about her past and why she seemed to dislike celebrating her birthday.
Taking a deep breath, Vaughn sat down at his desk, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. He felt a pang of guilt for what he was about to do, but he reassured himself that his intentions were pure. He just wanted to make her happy. With that thought in mind, he began his research.
