Later at night,Thea walked into her room, her eyes immediately drawn to the bag which was placed on a chair.The bag held the box Ryder had given her. She reached in and carefully pulled out the box, holding it gently in her hands. Her fingers traced the name written on the top, and she felt a flutter in her chest.
Ryder's handwriting was unmistakable - bold, elegant, and slightly slanted. Each stroke confident and smooth.
As she caressed the name, Thea's thoughts turned to Ryder, and she couldn't help but smile. The box, with its beautiful handwriting, was more than just a gift.
Thea carefully removed the greeting card from the gift package and set it aside on the bed, her eyes fixed on the box that remained. The square-shaped box's content hidden from view. She took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself for the moment of discovery.
