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Relieved, Charlie handed over the necklace. Her tremors increased
again, when she felt the cool touch of the jewels against her skin as Adam draped
them around her throat.
After fastening the tiny clasp, Adam looked her over with great satisfaction. "Charlie,
for shame," he smiled proudly, "all those gemstones, and you outshine every
one. I'd give you more, but since the stars were busy tonight, these will have to
do."
"Oh, Adam," she sighed.
"Just be happy, Charlie-girl. Since you won't claim your birthday, I'll do it
for you. I don't want you to think one single thought today that will make you unhappy."
Tears glinted in Charlie's eyes, and Adam softly groaned when he saw that he was
making her cry.
"Thank you just isn't enough," she whispered. Adam's eyes kindled lovingly
as she pulled the sleeping bag around them for privacy.
On the rooftop of Villa Rosa, Charlie turned eighteen. As the sun greeted them in
the morning, she knew this day would forever live in her heart.
"A good name [Adam Clark] is rather to be chosen than great riches, and loving
favour rather than silver and gold [and diamonds]."
~ Proverbs 22:1 ~
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