way.”
He reached into his pocket again. This time, not a USB drive. A small velvet box. Not the gaudy ten-carat diamond Vanessa had picked out for herself.
This ring was different. Vintage. Art Deco. A deep midnight-blue sapphire surrounded by tiny, conflict-free diamonds.
“I bought this five years and one week ago,” Liam said. “Before the crash. I was continue reading …