“You good?” he asks in the same soft voice he saves for his mother. My boots squeak together as I rock back. “What if this is a bad idea?” “Do you plan on getting back together with him?” “No. Definitely not.” “Do you want to sell it?” I consider the option for a few seconds before shaking my head. “And pass that negative energy on to someone else? No.” “I could buy it off you.” I choke on my gasp. “What?” He assesses the ring. “It’s hideous, so I wouldn’t pay more than a hundred for it.” “Bucks? But it’s worth—” He interrupts me. “Hundred thousand.” My eyes bulge. “That’s a lot of money.” He
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