284 A GIFT AND BROKEN HEARTS

She stared at the envelope for a while before looking at him in confusion. “For me?” She questioned. He let out an exasperated sigh before dropping the envelope on her side of the table. “I don't know. Is there anyone other than you here?” He raised a brow. “Oh, right,” she said with an embarrassed smiled as she picked up the envelope. It feels a bit heavy. Several thoughts as to what it contained ran through her mind as she stared at it, tenderly holding it as though it was an egg. “Is this a gift?” Her voice was soft and barely audible as she looked up to him, curious. He was taken aback. Others would have opened it yet she treated it as though it was some dangerous weapon. “Yes, it is so open it.” I nearly forgot how frustrating she can be. “Right now?” She questioned with suspicion. He sighed. “Have you never received a gift before?” He raised a brow, now annoyed but he held himself from showing it. If he got mad at her, she'd once again recoil into her shell. This m