Chapter 33: Her Birthday, My Devotion

Mahiru's birthday was coming up, and I wanted to make it special. I spent days searching for the perfect gift, and finally, I found it—a delicate silver bracelet adorned with a small gemstone that resembled the color of her eyes.

On the evening of her birthday, we sat together on a park bench under the autumn sky. I handed her the small box, my heart pounding.

"Amane… this is beautiful," she breathed, running her fingers over the bracelet.

"I wanted you to have something as special as you are to me," I admitted, watching her reaction.

She looked at me with warmth before slipping the bracelet onto her wrist. "I'll treasure it always."

Then, much to my surprise, she leaned forward and kissed my cheek. "Thank you, Amane."

I swallowed hard, feeling my face burn. "A-Anything for you."

She giggled, and in that moment, I knew—I had given her my heart, not just a gift.