A smile tugs at the corners of my lips as I read his words, touched by his thoughtfulness. With a sense of anticipation coursing through me, I carefully lay out the array of jewelry before me, already envisioning the elegance and grace they will bring to my gown.
A gasp escapes my lips when I open each set, my fingers grazing the cold, hard surface of the diamonds. “Oh my God!” I squeal, the realization of their value hitting me like a brick falling from a plane. “This could buy a car! Who is this man?” I mutter to myself, marveling at the impeccable quality of the gemstones.
As I ponder my selection, I can’t help but feel a sense of greediness. I want to see it all. Everything he got for me.
So I let the sets sit pretty on my bed as I turn my attention back to the bag.
With trembling
