Amaya was looking at the four set jewelry made from dainty pink diamond. She knew the jewelry by heart.
"You.. you..are the one who bought this?" Amaya asked in disbelief.
"Isn't this your first design?" Marx did not wait for her to answer but continued. "I don't want it to fall into someone else's hand so I had someone bid for it." Marx explained. "I know it is very important to you."
Amaya's eyes reddened. She hugged Marx and whispered "Thank you, Marx. You are so good to me."
Marx looked down at pair of beautiful amber eyes that were wet. He felt that his soul was being sucked by those two beautiful eyes. Their faces were so near that he could see his face reflected in her clear, bright eyes.
