HAMMER
The jewels glowed in the fluorescent store lights as he paced around the room, examining each price tag. He thought of Charlie, her classic style and simplistic nature, but a basic ring wouldn’t express his love for her entirely.
“What about this one?” Hammer asked the store associate, pointing to an emerald stone in a gold setting.
“Ah,” the store owner said, taking the ring out of the display case. “This one is stunning, 1.5 carats.”
He picked up the ring and examined it, trying to picture it on Charlie’s dainty finger. He shook his head and handed it back to the store associate, pacing the room again.
It caught his eye immediately, an oval-cut moonstone ring set in rose gold. The price was hefty, precisely what he had hoped. He pointed at it in the display case.
“That one,”
