The drive wasn't exactly short—it took nearly an hour to reach their destination. As the car pulled into the driveway, Sherilyn could see Gilbert waiting by the front door from a distance.
Once the car stopped, Gilbert was already at her side, opening the door and offering his hand. "Long drive, wasn't it? You must be tired."
Sherilyn took his hand, noticing a red string on his right wrist. She remembered he didn’t have that last night.
Curiosity piqued, she asked, "What's this?"
"Oh, this?" Gilbert lifted his arm, pulling back his cuff to reveal more. "Take a look yourself."
Sherilyn saw it clearly now. It was a simple, dark red string with a walnut shell attached.
"Is that…?" Sherilyn's eyes widened with recognition.
Gilbert chuckled, "You don't recognize the gift you gave me?"
Of course, she recognized it. She just didn't expect him to actually wear it. It was something she had made on a whim to amuse little Jenna.
"I had it sent to a shop for a little polish and strung it on this cord," Gilbert explained, giving his wrist a gentle shake, making the walnut swing. "Do you like it?"
The polished shell was indeed quite charming. Yet, Sherilyn hesitated, unsure what to say.
"It's not worth much," she finally remarked, considering how it didn't quite match his status.
"Are you kidding?" Gilbert gave her a mock glare. "Even with money, you couldn't buy something like this. It's one of a kind because you made it for me."
Sherilyn looked at his earnest expression and felt her heart soften. "Let's go eat, shall we?"
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