"I would be happy if you use me as you wish." Evander frowned, folding his arms. "Claire, I am not asking you to forget the past, but can we just keep that aside as we try to start something new? He said as he inhaled deeply and changed the subject. "You want to make things right with Sissy, don't you? Consider this a step in that direction. And besides," he added with a faint smile, "what's mine is yours anyway."
Claire hesitated, her fingers twitching. "It still feels weird," she admitted. "I don't want to depend on you like this."
"Claire," Evander said firmly, his tone softening as he placed the card in her hand. "You are not depending on me. You are letting me support you, just like you have supported everyone else. Take it— not for yourself, but for me and Sissy. It's just a card…" It's just a card, but to be honest, I want to give you the whole world! This was what initially Evander wanted to say but he couldn't.
