After dinner, Gabriel handed Amelie a document.
She glanced at it without reading. "What's this?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Asset transfer papers," he replied calmly, tapping a spot at the bottom right. "I just need your signature here."
Amelie's expression shifted. "Asset transfer? What assets are we talking about?"
Gabriel offered a small smile. "Everything I own. You're my mate, Amelie. It's only right that half of it belongs to you."
She shook her head gently and pushed the document back toward him. "I don't need any of this, Gabriel. Whether you hold everything or we split it equally, it makes no difference to me. It's all the same in the end."
"It's not the same to me," he replied, turning more serious now. "It's important."
"Why?" she asked, searching his face.
He hesitated. "I don't really have a reason. I just wanted you to have your rightful share. It would've made me happy to see your signature on it."
