That's right, the necklace. It hadn't donned on her until that point that 'sister' meant the necklace was for her. There was a subdued thrill of giddiness that resounded in her at the sight of the box and his mention of a gift. When Julian smiled, it was just as pleasing to the eye as Pallie's or Peyton's or even their mother's. He truly was beautiful, in more ways than one. And he wanted to give her a gift.
She inhaled sharply at the anticipation when she felt him move behind her, resting the chain across the base of her throat. She reached up behind her, twirling her hair and holding it up with one hand. The other gently fingered the pretty red pendant, touching it tenderly. The metal was warm against her skin as though it were alive and breathing itself. Such a precious gift.