Her eyes widened as she repeated, "I can’t accept your gift."

"But…" Damian began, but she cut him off.

"I’m sorry." She set the bag down on the empty space between them, her fingers lingering for a moment before she pulled them back as if the package might burn her.

Her shoulders stiffened, and her chin lifted a little higher.

"Wait. You don’t even know what I was about to say," Damian pressed, his gaze was steady on her.

Kaira let out a shaky exhale, her eyes darting away from ...