This is the old/ original version of this story (I decided to republish it while I rewrite the new version.)
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She always thought she would be trapped in a box, punches, and hits weighing her down...
"Okay now your turn, " he says smiling mischievously before leaving the room
Geez I hate opening gifts in front of people, my anxiety gets the best of me
Like you can get me a house and I might not look excited because I'm freaking out on the inside
But with Enzo I'm not as nervous...ok I'm lying I'm still nervous just a little less
He comes back with an envelope and a little bag
Oh geez
"Ok open the bag first," he says
I hesitate before slowly opening the bag, inside there's a box
I open that and gasp out loud
I remember showing him this necklace one time saying how I would love to have it one day but there stupidly expensive, it was just another day of me ranting about books and then showing him stuff on Pinterest
I didn't think the idiot would get me it
It's too much, WAY too much money
Note to freaking self never mention anything to Enzo that you know is a lot of money because the idiot might buy it for you.
But OMG it's absolutely stunning I start to tear up, no one has ever bought me something so nice except the beautiful gifts Sophia got me not long ago
But this seems more special because Enzo remembered me showing him one time very quickly and from seeing it for a few seconds he remembered and went out and found it.
Oh man do I love him, how did he remember this, I showed it to him WEEKS ago
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(I guess something like this^ but you can imagine any necklace)
My vision gets blurry from the layer of tears, I immediately jump on Enzo and wrap my arms around his neck
"Thank you" i whisper
"How did your even remember I wanted this, I showed you it for like 5 seconds weeks ago" I whisper tears flowing on his shirt and neck
He chuckles " you're welcome sweetheart"
"I remember what you like" he shrugs "I tend to pay attention to what the people who I care about say," he says
I love you I love you I love
I chant in my head
"How do I say 'I care about you more in Italian "I whisper in his ear still crying
He laughs " mi preoccupo di più per te," he says (I care about you more)
I try opening my mouth but he covers it with his hands
