Chapter Fifty-Nine-3

"Really?" I asked, surprised as he nodded. He gestured for me to continue unwrapping it and so I did, and once I took the lid off the box I felt myself freeze as I caught sight of a glimmer, one that resembled the glimmer of jewelry. "What the..." I carefully took hold of a golden chain and lifted it up, and as soon as it was out in the open did I finally identify it as a piece of necklace. A very beautiful one. A thin gold chain that ended with a giant and shimmering diamond on the front, it was so simple but so jaw-droppingly gorgeous that I couldn't stop my eyes from gawking at it some more. "I know it's not much but it's actually a family heirloom," Evan said as I paused from inspecting the necklace, glancing up at him, dumbfounded "It was one of the diamonds my grandmother gifted to my mother on her wedding day, something she could use as a form of jewelry that she liked, whether it be a ring, necklace, or a pair of earrings even..." "But she never figured out what to do with it so it was just stuck hidden in her dresser for God knows how long, so she thought considering she never found a way to make use of the diamond is that well, she might as well give it to you. A token from them to her son's soon-to-be bride." Trying my best not to flip the hell out at him referring to me as his soon-to-be bride, I found myself tripping over my own words as I couldn't seem to form a coherent response to his gift that wound up being a family heirloom. "I can't possibly take this," I told him, putting the diamond into its box and giving it back to him as his eyebrows knitted together, perplexed at my reaction "I can't possibly take something as significant as a diamond that's worth God knows how much let alone a family heirloom." "Maggie, it's okay, we got this specifically made for you and this is basically my mom's gift to you as well. That woman has too much jewelry already so this won't reduce a lot from her collection so please," he insisted, giving the necklace back to me "Take it, you've done so much for this family already." I tried to protest but seeing the fiery determination shining in his eyes I knew I couldn't possibly give this back as it would be an asshole move on my behalf, so with that, I just sighed in defeat and took the necklace back. "Mind putting this on me then?" I asked as he chuckled, nodding. He took the necklace out of its box and I lifted my hair up so he could put the necklace in place, all the while as I felt the tips of his fingers graze the skin of my neck and I couldn't suppress the shiver that coursed through my body just from his touch alone. He clasps the necklace and lets it fall down my chest, and before I could let my hair fall back into place did he plant a lingering kiss onto my bare shoulder. Eliciting a hitched breath out of me as he smiled "Let me see." he whispered. I turned around so he could get a better view and with that, he tilted his head and examined the way the diamond looked on me "It's beautiful, fits you just right." "You think so?" I said, peering down to take one more peek at the diamond "I've never worn something this extravagant before, at least not on my own free will that is." "Well, for starters, you don't need diamonds to make you look any more gorgeous than you already are, if anything the diamonds need you," he told me as I let out a snort. "Cheesy." He stared at me for that, deadpanned "Can't you ever take a compliment?" "Okay fine, thank you." I looped my arms around his neck and planted a long, drawn-out kiss which he reciprocated back just as passionately "It's lovely, I'll treasure it forever," "It's just a necklace, wait until you get the ring." he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively in return as I blushed deeply at the thought. "I can't even imagine getting a ring for our supposedly soon-to-be wedding." "Yeah, it's crazy to think about, but I'll make sure that the ring I give you is ten times more beautiful than this diamond right here. I'm gonna one-up grandma at her own game." I grinned at that "Oh yeah? How big of a rock are we talking here?" "Oh, ginormous, you're gonna have to need to lift a couple of weights if you're gonna wear the ring I'll give you for the wedding. Because that boy is gonna be thick." I threw my head back, laughing "Well, I'll be damned. I better hit the gym soon then if I wanna lose all this added Christmas holiday weight but to also prep holding your ring on my finger." "Oh, you bet on it." We continued on throughout the night making ridiculous wedding plans such as the kind of wedding rings we'll give to each other as well my future bridal shower and his bachelor party that he's supposedly been planning for a while now. So torn between our ideals and real life that we were never able to discern whether these so-called plans that we were making stemmed from a place of playful teasing- Or rather a place of actual sincerity, one that I know exists deep down in our subconscious in spite of our attempts at trying to brush off the idea as something worth laughing at when we knew it was an inevitable reality we had to face soon...