Juliette's Point of View
Lucian came home early.
I was sitting in our bedroom, reading a book Rosie had found for me in the library, when the door opened. He walked in carrying a large velvet box, his expression unreadable as always.
"You're back early," I said, setting the book aside.
"I had something to deliver."
He placed the box on the bed beside me. It was beautiful. Dark blue velvet with silver clasps. The kind of box that held something expensive.
"What is it?"
"Open it."
I hesitated for a moment, then reached for the clasps. They clicked open smoothly.
My breath caught.
Jewelry. More jewelry than I had ever seen in one place. Necklaces dripping with diamonds. Earrings that sparkled like captured starlight. Bracelets of gold and silver, delicate and intricate. Rings set wi
