Humming to myself, my legs were on the table before me as I was staring at the beads which were shining when light fell on them, causing me to grin.

“Do you know what the most expensive beads are, Hashir?”

“What?” He smiled, noticing the felicity on my features.

“The ones adorned on this clutch bag,”

“They are ordinary beads, Boss,”

I chuckled, moving my fingers over them carefully so they won’t accidentally pluck a single bead out.

Because if it happened, I would glue it back myself.

“You don’t see it from my perspective,”

It was not only a bag but my chance, my sign from above, my blessing....