“Van, wait!” Devandra called out as he hurried toward Vania, who was just stepping out of her office.
Vania stopped in her tracks and turned around with a cold expression. “What is it now, Devan? I’m busy.”
Devandra gave a tense smile, trying to hide his nervousness. In his hand was a small red velvet box. He lifted it slowly. “I… wanted to give you this.”
Vania looked at the box with a blank expression. “What is it?”
“Jewelry…” Devandra said quietly. “The one you said you really wanted. I remember you showed it to me when we passed that boutique in Paris two years ago. But back then, I was too busy, too arrogant to pay attention to what you wanted. Now I realize… all those little things you wished for, I should’ve made them happen.”
Vania sighed. She didn’t reach for the box. “And yo
