The anticipation gnawed at me as I eagerly checked my email.
"Paulina," I spoke, my voice carrying a mixture of excitement and curiosity. I needed to know how she felt about the necklace, the silent messenger of our intertwined past.
Derek picked up the call after a moment, and I wasted no time in sharing my thoughts.
"She was wearing my necklace," I disclosed, my words hanging in the air with a certain weight. There was a pause, and then Derek responded.
"Yes," he confirmed.
"I'm hoping she likes it," I admitted, my concern for Paulina's feelings surfacing.
Derek's voice reassured me.
"Yes, she liked it," he said, providing a sense of relief. It was a small comfort to know that the gift had been well received.
Curiosity got the better of me, and I inquired about Elena.
"And Elena, did she know?" I asked.
"No, she wasn't aware of it," Derek replied, emphasizing the discreet nature of the gesture.
