MIGUEL'S GUEST HOUSE
Miguel walked through the front door, still in his work clothes, carrying a small gift bag in one hand.
"Welcome home!" Elizabeth’s cheerful voice echoed from the living room as she turned to face him.
Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, and she was dressed casually, as if she had spent the day lazily at home.
Miguel gave her a small nod, “Thank you, Liz.” He walked toward her, his hand outstretched, holding the gift bag. “This is for you.”
Elizabeth’s eyebrows raised in curiosity as she accepted the bag. "What is it?" she asked, her eyes scanning the simple packaging.
Miguel smiled, a faint chuckle escaping his lips. “It's in your hands, open it and find out," he said.
Elizabeth eyed him suspiciously but with a playful smirk on her lips. She was used to hi
