Cianne wiped the tears from her face with a tissue. She sighed because she made up her mind. She unlocked the door and slowly stepped out as Tristan cautiously backed away. Her eyes were a little red and somewhat puffy, and she knew she looked a mess but she didn't care.
When Tristan started toward her with his beseeching eyes, she lifted her hand to stop him.
"I can't accept the ring."
She wanted the ring. Cianne wanted nothing more than to put on that ring. It stood for everything she ever wanted from Tristan, but he didn't want her, not really. He wanted truth and she was full of secrets and deception.
When he had first pulled the ring out, she was so happy, until he had given that very sweet speech. Then she knew she couldn't accept it. Tristan wanted who he thought she was, a plai
