He Told Me to Stay Away After I Got Hurt So I Stepped Back… and Their House Deal Fell Apart Overnight

box. She shoved it toward me with trembling hands. “Here. Take it. It’s cursed anyway.”

I took it, opened it. The ring was inside. But something felt off. Too light. Too shiny. I held it to the light and knew immediately.

This wasn’t my ring.

She had made a copy.

“Where’s the original?” I asked.

She shrugged, and her smirk widened. “I guess you’ll have continue reading …