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>>gift<<

Thet day the wind decided to be mercilessly rough and cover the city with a thick layer of white coldness.
He was listening to the wind singing sad song outside the window as he was wraped into her favorite blanket that kept her scent the strongest. The room was filled with smell of mint tea waiting for her to come back home.
When he took a look at his wrist watch her steps could be heard and soon small,cold hands wanted to warm up on his cheeks.
Soon under his figertips he could feel the wrapping paper and something har undeneath it. His eyes lighten when he recognized the shape of her gift. After the sound of paper ripping could not be heard anymore,black camera shone on artiffitial light. His heart jumped from joy but soon it fell into swamp of guilt and worthlessness. But her beautiful voice asured him that he spent too much money on her favorite muffins for the year of them dating. So much that he could buy that camera himslef. So the black box with big eye was her way of paying back for his acts of love. Little did she know that he didn't want repayement. The only gift he needed were her shiny eyes full of love on which he lost all his worries and built a castle of peace.