Chapter Forty-Six
Michaela
The first thing I spotted in the safe was a bundle of paper tied with ribbon. Harry mentioned saving everything in his video and here was the proof. Kept just as precious as Grandma’s jewelry—which sat in a proper velvet-covered box.
She wore the old-cut diamond flower studs in the painting on the wall. They sparkled in the morning sunlight now in spite of the less-than-ideal facets. Had they been her mother’s?
Grandmother’s?
The jewelry box held many gems from multiple eras, including an emerald right-hand ring she also wore in the portrait. The least fancy but most sentimental piece was her wedding set—a simple gold band and engagement ring with a small diamond.
They met after The War.
I loved that Grandma was raised in privilege but didn’t care. Her hea
