Lovers never tire

The man was in deep thought for a while before he decided to be frank. "Amy and I knew each other since we were young. We were in the same school." 

"I see." She had thought it was some amorous affair. 

"I liked her since the first day I saw her—when we were still little kids playing with mud. However, she only considered me her friend and never had feelings for me." He tried to conceal the hurt in his eyes, but it was still apparent when his gaze trailed down to the necklace. "This was my gift to her on her twentieth birthday. I knew she loved jewelry, so I made this myself. She wore it until she fell in love and her boyfriend found it an eyesore—then he asked her to give it back to me. That's how it ended up in my possession once again." 

Shera cringed a tiny bit when she heard that. Who returns gifts? Wasn't that too hurtful?