I slowly sat upright and looked at him.

“Why?” I asked.

His voice cracked. “Because Madison brought it to a jeweler… and he discovered the engraving inside.”…

Part 2

For a long moment, I didn’t move.

Ethan stood near the doorway in a wrinkled white shirt, hair disheveled, phone still clutched tightly in his hand. I had seen him anxious before—about work,continue reading …