When You Get a Gift

“Wait, say that again.” Noel typed out, staring at the box in his hands. “What is this?”

“Black obsidian,” Eden said, grinning as he clasped a silver necklace on. “Fern gave it to us as a gift. You can do what you want with it.”

“Us?”

“Yeah, I have a matching bracelet.” He held up his arm to show the bracelet glistening. “They are a pair. Do you like it?”

“It’s pretty.” Noel typed out, looking at the ring. “Are you sure I can have this?”

“Why not?” Eden placed a soft peck on the man’s forehead. “But you don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to.”

Noel stared at the ring for a second before hiding it in the palm of his hands, “Where are you going? We just had breakfast, you’re not even done wit