Chapter 19. Gifts

I read the name again, but no matter how many times I looked at it, it was not going to change. Why was Giveon sending me things? And what were they?

Before I knew it, I had the answer to one of my questions as a few guys brought up a few things from the elevator.

They were heading our way. 

I gave the receptionist the form and watched the men. One of them was holding a huge TV and the other one was holding a mattress that looked expensive.

In an hour, my room that once looked like I was in the very bosom of poverty now looked like somewhere that was actually decent.

The entire room was now carpeted. There was a beautiful bed installed, a vanity mirror and dresser not far too, the TV mounted on the wall, a coffee table, and a wardrobe installed where new clothes now hung.

There was so much more, I think you get the point.

How did I feel about this? 

I don’t know. But honestly, like any human being, I was happy and felt seen. I was e