Wiona stared at Jace, her eyes sharp and searching, full of questions she never voiced. Jace felt a sting deep in his chest. She didn’t trust him. He’d barely slept last night, tossing and turning, replaying their argument over and over in his mind. He’d wanted to go to her in the middle of the night, to apologize and make things right, but pride kept him in bed until the sun came up.
When he saw her sleeping that morning, something in him settled. The panic and anxiety that had twisted him up inside started to fade, replaced by regret and, oddly enough, a little bit of relief.
His apology was real this time. He genuinely wanted to make peace. He wanted to comfort her, no lies or half-hearted gestures. If he didn’t care, he could have just left at dawn, shut her away in this old house, and ignored her entirely. But her disappearing acts were driving him crazy. He was starting to fear losing her, and that fear clung to him, even when he was with Kellen. Her face haunted him, popping up in his mind at random, leaving him restless and unsure.
He needed to fix things between them.
“By the way, Wiona, remember I promised you a gift as an apology? Things have been hectic, so I haven’t had the chance to give it to you yet.” He pulled a small box from his pocket and opened it slowly. “Here, take a look. Do you like it?”
Inside was a delicate ring, sparkling with a pink diamond.
Wiona picked it up, her fingers brushing over the jewel. It looked so familiar. That was because it wasn’t just any ring. It was one from the luxury jewelry set she had designed for Jace to give to Kellen, a set worth fifty million. Out of all the pieces, he’d chosen the most ordinary one to give to her. It had a big pink diamond, sure, maybe worth a few million, but compared to the diamond-studded necklace, bracelet, and earrings, this ring was barely worth noticing.
Even so, Wiona felt a twinge of surprise. She hadn’t expected him to pull something even this small from the set and offer it to her. Was this supposed to prove something? Was he trying to show her that she deserved at least a little piece of his affection? Did he think she would be over the moon, that she’d treasure it just because it was expensive?
If she hadn’t been the designer, if she didn’t know it was the cheapest piece in a set worth fifty million, maybe she would have been touched. But she saw through him now, and his gestures meant nothing.
“Let me help you put it on,” Jace said, picking up the ring and moving toward her hand.
Unfortunately, her right hand was wrapped in bandages, so tightly she could barely eat with it, much less wear a ring. He hesitated, then tried for her left hand, but Wiona quietly pulled it away.
“Don’t bother,” she said simply. “Thank you, I’ll keep it.”
She set the ring on the table beside her bed, her tone so casual it made Jace’s face darken.


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