ROYCE
"What? That's your car," she said as she pointed at the car.
"Used to, but this is yours now. I want you to have it as a birthday gift. This was the first car I bought with my hard-earned money. That's why I'm choosing this as my late birthday gift for you. Giving a gift from my hard-earned money would be the best instead of relying upon my grandparents' wealth." I told Nelly, loud and proud, as I opened the driver's seat door.
Nelly was staring at me the whole time I was talking and didn't say a word.
"If this is not your type, we can-"
"I like it," Nelly said, cutting me off. She pressed her lips before she let out a long breath. I would have offered to buy the latest model for her.
"But I can't take it."
I knew she would turn down my gift, but I was prepared. I thought I ha
