With a knot in my throat the size of a softball, I take out the small gift box and place in her hands. “What’s this?” she breathes, looking up at me with those blue eyes I’ve come to love so goddamn much. “It’s your Christmas present,” I smile softly. “And also sort of a thank you present.” “I don’t really deserve a thank you present,” she smiles back, “I didn’t do any actual tutoring, after all…” “It’s not the fake tutoring I want to thank you for,” I murmur, “I want to thank you for… taking a chance on me. For getting to know me. I know I’m not exactly your type…” “You don’t have to thank me for that,” Jessa says, her eyes misting over, “Getting to know you… That’s been the real gift.” “Well, I hope you’ll accept this one anyway,” I laugh, glancing down at the little box in her hands. With a smile, Jessa eases open the box. Her eyes go wide as she stares down at the necklace resting on the velvet lining. It’s a simple silver chain that’s plain enough, but what it sports is the real gift.
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