Name the most expensive personal item you’ve ever purchased (not your home or car).

If I’m being honest… it’s probably the phone I bought for my partner.

Not the most luxurious thing in the world, but definitely the one that meant the most.

It wasn’t really about the specs or the price — it was about that small smile when they opened the box,

that sense of “shared life,” where what’s yours becomes ours.

Funny how the most expensive items we buy aren’t really ours in the end —

they become memories, wrapped in moments we quietly replay later on.