R A Y V I N
James pulled out a diamond necklace with a capital R pendant encrusted in the middle attached by a small loop to a tiny jewelry chain, from a white box. It was shiny and beautiful. He placed it around my neck. It fit my gown perfectly.
“James, you didn't have to do this. The necklace is so beautiful.”
“And unique. All the stones are a representation of how I feel about you. I have two more things for you,” he said with excitement.
He brought out another mini box from his pocket. Tentatively, I reached for the box and opened it. Inside shone a pair of drop earrings. Each had four diamonds, one at the base, then a gap, then three spaced perfectly diamonds hanging one after the other. They were beautiful, simple, and classic. Custom-made Cartier.
“Put it on.” He said with a
