✿ Even in silence, our hearts find each other — drawn by a pull no soul can break. ✿
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Ariel's jaw dropped the moment she saw it — Horace, calm and cold, rejecting the gift so sweetly offered to him.
Why would he reject such a sincere gift? she wondered, confusion knitting her delicate brows.
"Why, brother Horace? You don't like it? I can make another one if you don't like this one," Eva said quickly, her tone eager, hopeful.
Horace's lips curved faintly. "No, dear Eva. You should keep it. It's beautiful — and it suits you. Besides, you're the one who loves pandas."
Then, leaning slightly closer, his voice dropped into a soft whisper only for her ears. "I already have mine," he murmured, his ocean-blue eyes flicking toward Ariel's hiding place.
Ariel's heart almost leaped out of her chest. She ducked back instantly, pressing a trembling hand over her mouth.
