Anthony.
From the side of my eyes, I could see as Darcy ran out of the room. “This is so beautiful.” Bridget commented as she slides the ring on her finger.
It was lovely, it shined in the room, catching the attention. “What do you think?” She questioned.
I knew it wasn’t directed at me because she had turned to face Heath that was lost in her thoughts. “Heath.” I called her.
Heath jerked herself out of her reveries, looking between me and Bridget. “She asked you a question.” I repeated softly.
“Sorry, could you repeat it?” Heath asked politely, looking at Bridget.
I think since the day that I had scolded her, she had changed a lot and doesn’t speak to Bridget the way that she wants. “I asked you what you think about the ring?”
Heath stared at the diamond ring before faking a smile.
