A gift for Angel

Angelina's POV

I was head deep in several lecture papers when I heard my mother's shrill voice from the living room.

"Angelina, dear! You have a package!"

I sighed, feeling the pounding in my head intensify. "Coming, Mom!" I called back, dropping my pen. 

Rubbing my temples, I stood up and stretched, trying to shake off the headache that had been building all morning.

As I walked out to the living room, I saw my mother at the door, holding a small box. She was shaking it slightly, curiosity written all over her face.

"Here it is," she said, handing me the box. "It was just delivered from Kade Ashton who lives across the street. He said you forgot it the last time you came over."

"I didn't forget anything." I frowned, taking the box from her. 

"Kade Ashton? I haven’t heard from him since Elva left New York, which was about three d