Endearment

Micheal folded his arms, watching Yvonne's delicate fingers trace the edges of the luxurious box. Though his gaze was on her, his mind wandered elsewhere. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off about Yvonne’s sudden summons from her parents. Why now? Why after years of silence? And why did it have to coincide with his mother being in the city? He’d avoided prying into Yvonne’s past out of respect, but now… now he couldn’t help but wonder if his mother had something to do with it.

But that thought would have to wait. Right now, all he wanted was to see Yvonne smile.

"Go on, open it," he urged, a playful smile tugging at his lips. He stepped closer, setting down the bags in front of her—one containing a large, beautifully wrapped box, the other smaller, holding elegant jewelry.

Yvonne raised an eyebrow, a small smile forming on her lips as she sat on the couch and pulled the first box toward her. The paper crinkled as she carefully unwrapped it, revealing the contents insi