Chapter 96 Rotten

• Shawn stepped out of his office. Maybe tonight's dinner was important—he was dressed in a crisp white shirt, a sleek watch on his left wrist. When he saw me standing in the hallway, he walked over to speak with me. I caught a glimpse of a glint on his ring finger.
• For a second, I thought I was imagining things.
• But no—I looked again, and it was real. The diamond wedding band he once tossed into the bookshelf drawer had found its way back onto his hand.