Bree's POV
“I won't lie, I got so mad because I came to you just because of that ring you gave away,” the young girl revealed to my surprise. She looked too innocent for that kind of life but I was in no place to judge.
“I wanted to steal it from you and try to sell it for some cool cash,” she continued. “That's how I assist the catering of my family because earning the small bucks that I earn from little works just doesn't cut it. It's not enough to get medicine for my mother and she's really ill.”
“Your mother is sick?” I asked, feeling pity for the young girl. She was far too young to be saddled with serious issues like this and I wished that I could help but I couldn't. I was far more miserable than she was to be honest.
“But there was something about you that stopped me from steal
