Demise (Gallows Hill, #3)

by Katelyn Taylor

“Yeah. It’s a family heirloom.” “Can I see it?” I frown but reach into my pocket, where the velvet box still rests. Pulling it out, I hand it to Skyla. She pauses for a moment before popping it open. Her breath catches softly and I don’t blame her. It’s a three carat sapphire surrounded by forty diamonds. My great great great grandfather gave it to his first wife because sapphires were her favorite. It’s been passed down every generation since then. “It’s beautiful,” Skyla whispers. “I’m sure she is going to love it.” I can’t help but sneer, shaking my head as I slide off the car. I turn around, grabbing Skyla’s feet and dragging her to the edge of the hood. Snatching the box out of her hand, I shake my head. “Liam, what’s—” I cut her off by dropping to one knee, holding her hand in mine as I hold the box in my other. “Skyla, I don’t give a fuck if someone loves it. I want you to love it. There is no one in the world I want to see wear this ring but you. It’s belonged to you from the moment I set my eyes on you.” “Liam,” she says, her voice raspy and tears brimming her beautiful green eyes. I slide the ring onto her finger, resting it just above her wedding ring from Asher. It looks good beside it, a little untraditional, but it’s perfect for her. “I’m not even going to ask you to marry me if the circumstances were different. You don’t get a choice, babygirl. We are endgame. Who gives a fuck what a piece of paper says. I am yours, right here,”