[ It’s the sort of message that she would have found annoying, if it had been signed. That pretty girl, a reductive assessment, if not for being tucked inside a more thoughtful consideration of her time. (And the care to return a ring when all the guests can afford finer replacements.)
She turns the ring over in her palm and finds herself reluctant to return it to its owner — whoever she may be. For once, she doesn’t even text Silco about the find, instead tucking it inside her vanity drawer. ]
🌹 — interlude.
She turns the ring over in her palm and finds herself reluctant to return it to its owner — whoever she may be. For once, she doesn’t even text Silco about the find, instead tucking it inside her vanity drawer. ]