The box after box puzzled the scientist until finally he revealed what lay within the makeshift nesting doll box set-up. His brown eyes looked over the paperwork, picking it up and reading it over.
The gift itself did wonders in making the scientist feel much worse than he had before. It wasn't because the gift was terrible, because it wasn't. But the gesture was so touching.
Bruce held the necklace in his hand and sank slowly to the floor, a heap of the man he tried so desperately to be. He sighed and closed his eyes, fighting another wave of tears. He missed her, and she had hurt him so badly. Still was. This stung, it was like a knife in his heart and it made him miss her so very much. He loved her, and he couldn't help it. But it seemed a necklace was as close as he would get to ever holding her heart in his hand again.