Eve
I unwrapped the gift Shahar gave me with a smile and stared at the box, blinking once, then twice, as if my brain needed extra time to process what I was seeing. It was a wooden cube, like some relic. Across the top, the words Swear Box were written in bold letters.
I burst into laughter and looked up at him. Amusement danced in his eyes.
"You’ve got to be kidding me. Of course, you’d be the one to give me a swear box, you absolute menace."
He chuckled. "Every time you swear, you drop a coin. Think of it as a strategic investment. I know my friend. He could make one miserable."
I scoffed. "Speaking of, how do you even put up with him? Do you get as irritated as I do?"
Shahar leaned forward, wrapping his arms around my waist. I swallowed my irritation.
"Axel is complicated. He’s got all the warmth of an ice sculpture and the emotional range of a brick wall, but he’s not completely unbearable. He’s just complicated."
I raised a brow, turning back to look at him. I stepped aside and
