✴ Scarlett ✴
The next gift was for my father and when he unwrapped it to reveal a bright red tie. He looked between me and Oliver, and I did my best to hide my smile.
“Scarlett,” he said, and I groaned in disappointment. “Thank you, it’s perfect,” and I knew he meant it. While my father did have a watch collection, he was even more obsessive with his tie collection. The next gift was for my mother, and she opened the gift and pulled out a soft pink blouse that matched her gentle personality perfectly. She didn’t even hesitate as she said it was from me. And it was. The next one was for my father and, of course, it was from Oliver. A hunting knife set, which my father adored. The next gift was for my mother, and, of course, it was from Oliver. A big fat recipe book from my mother’s favori
