“This will go well with it.” His hands reached out around my neck, putting something small around it. He then fiddled with the necklace to close it behind my neck.
“I think that we can go now.” Ben’s voice exuded happiness and confidence. I also felt better knowing that I won’t look too out of place when we get to the Italian restaurant.
“Thank you.” I couldn’t contain my smile seeing how Ben’s eyes were sending sparkles everywhere. Somehow, and I couldn’t get my head around it, Ben loved buying me things. At first I was refusing to accept them and I was also returning them to him with words that I couldn’t afford to pay him back. Or that it was simply too expensive to be considered a gift. Each time I returned the clothes, jewelry, shoes, bags, and anything else he had decided to give m
