I wasn’t afraid to admit I loved the damn thing. Not only was it something he had made for me when I thought we were over, but it was physical proof we were married and truly finally together in every way possible. And the jewel was really big and shiny, and I liked staring at it, and if he chipped it, I’d chip him. “Don’t break it like last time.” I raised a brow. The corner of his lip lifted. “Why, Dianna, I didn’t know you cherished it so.” I shrugged. “It’s pretty, that’s all.”
