Her eyes widened. She hadnt even realized it was there. Her heart skipped a beat as she instantly assumed it was the necklace she had been eyeing for months. The one she had mentioned only a few times in passing. She had wanted it so badly, but David had never quite gotten around to buying it. With a smile, he handed her the box. Here you go, my love. Emma took the box from him, her fingers trembling slightly as she opened it. But when she saw the bracelet inside, her heart sank just a little. It wasnt the necklace she had hoped for. Yet, when she looked up at Davids face, she saw the excitement in his eyes, the hope that she would love it. And in that moment, all her disappointment melted away. This was still a gift from him, a gesture of love, even if it wasnt exactly what she had wanted. Thank you, she said softly, a smile tugging at her lips. I love it. Davids face lit up at her words, and he took the bracelet from the box, carefully slipping it onto her wrist. Emma smiled, her heart swelling with affection for him. Despite the misstep with the gift, it was clear he had tried. The thoughtfulness, the effortit was more than enough for her. After all, in the eyes of men, bracelets and necklaces are just jewelry, there is no difference. As he adjusted the bracelet on her wrist, she couldnt help but giggle. The sound filled the room, light and carefree. Davids face broke into a grin, and he leaned in to kiss her cheek. For a moment, the two of them simply basked in the joy of the morning, their laughter echoing through the house. It was as if the entire world outside had disappeared, and it was just the two of them, lost in each others company. But as the laughter died down, Davids phone rang, interrupting the peaceful moment. He picked it up and glanced at the screen, his expression shifting to something more serious. Im sorry, Emma, he said, his voice low. Theres an urgent matter at the company. I need to go. Emmas heart sank a little, but she nodded, trying to push past the disappointment that threatened to bubble up. She understood. He was a busy man, and the company always came first. The door slammed shut behind him, and Emma was left alone in the room, the sound of his departure ringing in her ears. The silence that followed felt suffocating, and for a moment, she simply sat there, unsure of what to do. She had known it was comingthe call, the work, the sudden rushbut somehow, it still stung. Didnt he say he had everything set up at the company? Hadnt he promised her that nothing would interrupt their day?