"Sienna, Happy New Year. This is the gift I got for you." Night Owl took out an exquisite long box and handed it to Sienna Johnson.
Sienna Johnson looked at Night Owl with calm eyes, slightly pursing her lips, took the gift, and opened it. Inside was an amethyst comb with a very unique design and exquisite craftsmanship.
"Do you like it?" Seeing her staring at the comb with focused eyes, Night Owl was very pleased and was about to tell Sienna Johnson that he made the comb by hand when he saw Sienna Johnson raise her hand, let go, and the comb in her hand fell to the ground with a crash... shattered.
"Sienna Johnson?!"
"I don't like it!" Sienna Johnson replied, "I hate it! Anything you give, I don't like any of it!"
The fireworks outside were brilliant, reflecting on the faces of the two people inside, Night Owl's facial lines were cold and hard, with a storm raging in his eyes.
