“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 it.”
I picked up the bag.
Near the bottom was a small hidden compartment.
