Chapter 117 Mysteries In Calabria
- I fitted the ring on my finger, watching it glitter as the sun from the window brushed against it. It was pretty, but it was an engagement ring, and it was getting me confused.
- That stone on it was worth enough to get me out of Rome and live life to the fullest for a whole year, and it felt so heavy on my finger.
- But not as heavy as the thoughts in my head.