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Gunner blurted excitedly, pulling his arm out from under my head and leaning over the edge of the bed. “I got you something too”. He sat back up and handed me a small black pouch. I looked up at him and smiled. I’ve never been given a present before, this is exciting. I opened the top of the pouch and reached my fingers inside and slowly pulled out a small silver link chain. I held it up and saw a little heart pendant attached to it. I turned the heart around to examine it. There are three crescent moons all connected, the same symbol that is on that old book I found on the shelf. On the other side of the heart, in very small cursive writing are the words ‘My Heart, My Soul’. Oh wow, this is

I never imagined his admiration had turned into something more. But I should have known. Every Christmas, he would carefully choose thoughtful gifts for Esme while I was overlooked. If I received anything at all, it was something cheap and meaningless. Year after year, my jewelry box was filled with trinkets worth nothing. The only piece of real value was the diamond ring he gave me on our wedding day. Back then, his heart still belonged to me. But that didn't matter anymore because I would be giving it all back to him at this very birthday party.

Completed with these crazy girls who drove me up the walls which I wouldn't trade it for the world. "You okay? You are spacing out again," Rose asked. "Never been better," I smiled and pulled her closer and kissed her deeply. "Eww, gross!" Elizabeth declared. I laughed and took them back to our home which was now full laughter and happiness. The End A/N: Thank you for reading A Chaotic Flower. Hope you guys enjoyed the story! Love you all.

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"Hmm, actually, I didn't know what are you talking about, Thalia. Nevertheless, do take my advice into your heart. Don't be too bold in your words. Wasn't it rude to assume that we had similarities based on a baseless claim? Or else, you will be dubbed with an unpleasant nickname later on." "But, I heard what the two of you talking about just a moment ago! You said to Fakhrul..." "Thalia," Izzat interjected her words. "Sometimes, pretending to know nothing is better for people like us. Furthermore, if you reveal this supposed gift to others, you will experience one of these possible outcomes. Either this gift will be helping you achieve your desire, or it will bring nothing other than misery