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“Is that what you tell your ego?”

“Part of my daily mantra. Followed by how large my feet are.”

Her eyes gazed down, not able to look at my shoes, but based on the smirk on her face, I had a feeling she wanted to. Melissa enjoyed ogling me. Didn’t bother me one bit.

I held up my finished product, forcing her gaze back on me, and showed it to her.

“That’s beautiful, Will. You know, you really have a knack for this wedding designing thing. The colors are perfect.”

“Good.” I leaned forward with a grin. “It’s for you. Figured blue was your favorite color. You wear it a lot.”

“Wow. That’s really sweet.”

The pinkish hue that curled up her cheeks was enough for me to know she liked it. I wondered if Melissa had received gifts, even simple trinkets that were hand-crafted.

“I even love the flowers you put inside. Roses are my favorite. Cliché, I know, but it’s the truth.”

“I would have guessed wildflowers.”

“You’re not incorrect. Wildflowers are beautiful, but … my mom. She was the rose lover. She always thought they were classic, sturdy, and beautiful, no matter the season. That’s why they’re my favorite. Because they were hers.”

“You have a lot of love for your mother.”

“Yeah.” She gave a wistful sigh. “I miss her tremendously.”

A pen was lying on the table. I picked it up and handed it to her. “Now, you have to make a wish.”

She took the pen and looked at the wishing paper for a few moments. Her hair fell in front of her face as she looked down and wrote. It must have been something good because she rolled it up quickly, curled it into a scroll, and slid it into the ornament. She reapplied the top and added a ribbon. Holding it in front of her, she grinned and looked inside the bulb and the charms that glistened in the light.

With one of the fancy pens, I took it back and wrote in the best handwriting I could—Melissa’s Wish.

“There. One complete wishing ornament.” I handed it back to her.

She smiled and stared at the beads and metal charms inside. Her teeth grazed her bottom lip as she looked from the ornament and back to me with a glistening grin.

“Cat got your tongue?” I pried.

“I got you something today, but then I … never mind.”

“I love presents.”

“It’s not what you think.”

“I’m not thinking anything since you’re not giving it to me.”

“Fine. Wait here. And don’t laugh.”

While she went toward the foyer, I picked up the ornament and admired my handiwork. It wasn’t too bad, not that placing beads in a hole was hard. My chicken-scratch handwriting was nothing compared to her artistic penmanship, but it looked nice enough.

Peering inside, I noticed the paper had unraveled, enough for me to see the ink. My name on the paper caught my eye, and I moved the ornament so I could read the unfurling paper inside.

I wish that Will finds his happily ever after.

I knew you weren’t supposed to know another person’s wish, but I did, and there was no turning back.

Melissa had one wish and she gave it to me.

She was back in a flash. In her hands was a bouquet of flowers.

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