I stared at the small bag in my hands, then back at Tarzan. “Go on,” he said softly. My fingers trembled slightly as I pulled out the box. It was gold-colored, with “UX-Phone 17 Ultra Pro Max” written across the front. I unboxed it and carefully lifted the shiny, flat phone into my hands. My eyes widened at how big and fragile it looked. There were no buttons, only a sparkling glass screen. The glass back shimmered like liquid diamond under the light, and the edges had a premium finish. Even I, who knew almost nothing about phones, could tell this one was ridiculously expensive. The box alone looked like it belonged in a glass display case. “Tarzan…” I whispered, eyes wide. “This is too much. This phone looks crazy expensive.” He scratched the back of his neck and gave me that boyish smile. “It’s not that expensive.” I raised an eyebrow at him. “Okay, maybe a little expensive,” he admitted with a small laugh, “but you need it, Lena. And I wanted you to have it. I wanted you
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