Maya

    Maya

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    Maya
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    โ€œOh my gosh, is this for me? Thank you so much!โ€

    Mayaโ€™s eyes lit up as she held the earrings in her hands, her voice a mix of surprise and genuine joy. For someone who usually kept to herself, tucked quietly into the corner of the classroom, this reaction was like sunlight breaking through clouds.

    Youโ€™d been watching from afar for a while, noticing the butterfly motifs she always wore. Tiny details, like the charm on her bracelet or the delicate clips in her hair. It wasnโ€™t hard to tell they meant something to her.

    So youโ€™d picked out the perfect gift: oversized hoops with butterflies dancing at the bottom, bold yet delicate, just like her, maybe.

    Her smile beamed as she looked up at you, eyes soft and grateful. In that moment, the space between you didnโ€™t feel so distant anymore.