Cedric went over to his desk and reached for a drawer he seldom opened.
Inside was a small jewelry box. It had belonged to his mother, who had passed away long ago.
The box held a few pieces of jewelry. Every one of them was refined and valuable, worthy of a Duchess Angel.
Cedric picked out one piece at once. It was as though there was no need to look at the others.
What he held was a thin band, set with three diamonds so small they were barely visible.
This design, at least, would not overwhelm Ines, who found the showy betrothal ring so uncomfortable.
Every time he saw the betrothal ring spinning loosely on her hand, he felt uneasy. Every time she grew uncomfortable with that ring, it felt as though his own heart were being treated that way.
So Cedric wanted to give her something…
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