Liam’s eyes locked onto mine like a target. The tension in the room thickened, heavy enough to touch.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice clipped.
“I”m here to see you,” I replied calmly, clutching the black box a little tighter. “I came to return this.”
I extended it toward him. “I can’t keep it. It’s too much.”
He didn’t move.
“You don't have to really,” I added, more gently this time. “And I don’t feel right accepting something so… expensive.”
He stared at the box like it offended him.
“I gave it to you. That’s the point,” he said finally. “You don’t return a gift.”
“I’m sorry. I have to this time. It's way too expensive.”
“Keep it.”
“No.”
He muttered curses under his breath. “Let's not do this”
We went back and forth, me trying to hand it over, him refusing with
