throat tighten.
“But I couldn’t take your money.”
“So you lied?”
She winced.
“Yes.”
The honesty surprised me.
No excuses.
No manipulation.
Just honesty.
“I should have told you.”
“Then why didn’t you?”
She laughed softly.
“Because you’re stubborn.”
I couldn’t help smiling.
That part was true.
“You would have found another way to spend it on me.”
Maybe she was right.
Actually…
She was definitely right.
I would have.
The room grew quiet.
Then she pointed toward the knitting bag.
“Open the bottom zipper.”
I frowned.
“What?”
“Just do
