Giving gifts is probably one of my favorite love languages, aside from words of affirmation and physical touch. This little act of kindness and love just shows that you are with someone who is both thoughtful and sentimental. They are the epitome of “the price tag doesn’t matter, because it’s the thought that counts”.
Gift-giving is not new to me since I saw it from my parents before when I was a kid. Every anniversary, my father always had a gift for my mother. However, in our confessor’s context, it did not go well because it is how they discovered that their dad was having an affair. Why would he even ask for two items? Sounds sus.