CHAPTER 33: WHERE IS MY RING?

Lily’s Point of View

His gaze was hot on mine. I knew I had to be careful with my response. Despite the way he hurt me, I couldn't stand to see him hurt. Where is the ring Simon gave me? I asked myself. After everything, I was determined never to look at the ring again, the symbol of his deceit and my own gullibility. I didn’t throw it out; it looked expensive. I tucked the small black box somewhere among my old belongings, where I wouldn't remember it or my broken heart. It had been three years since I last saw it, but it had to be around somewhere.

“Lily, do you still have it?” Simon asked, his gaze searching mine.

“Of course I do,” I answered, even though I wasn’t sure where it was.

“Thank God,” he said, his eyes filling with relief. “I thought you might’ve pawned it or lost it after what I did.” He smiled, gently stroking my cheek. “It means a lot to me that you kept it, Lily.”

“Don’t read too much into it. I’m giving it back,” I said, trying to sound unaffected.

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