In my heart, I scoffed. What did Trevor believe he was doing? Did I get this in exchange for giving up my room? Trevor was always like this. He definitely didn't like me, but he kept giving me hope, purposefully confusing me. But this time, he overthought things. I had no intention of living shamelessly in this house.
"Amora, let me help you move beyond the rest of your things." Rachel boldly lifted her eyebrows. She appeared to be eagerly assisting, but all she wanted was for me to give her space as soon as possible.
Rachel feigned to have accidently knocked the crystal ball on my table to the ground.
"Rachel, are you okay? Is your hand hurting?” As though holding a priceless gem, Trevor hurried to Rachel's side, took her hand and carefully examined it.
"I'm fine, but it's unfortunate that I broke the crystal ball," Rachel said, waving her hand apologetically. “This was a present you gave to Amora. Amora, I'm sorry, I'll help you glue it, it should be able to be put together again."
Despite its low value, the crystal ball was the first present Trevor gave me. Even though Trevor offered me more expensive gifts later on, this childhood friendship present was the most valuable.