Dominic
The platinum ring caught the morning light as it rolled across Mother's marble floor, each revolution feeling like slow motion. I lunged for it, but Mother was faster – her Louboutins somehow not hindering her movements as she snatched it up.
"Just jewelry," I said weakly, watching her examine the band with expert precision.
"Really?" She turned it, letting light catch the distinctive engraving. "Cartier Platinum, Love collection. Limited edition wedding band. I should know – I helped design the winter showcase where they debuted." Her perfectly manicured fingers traced the pattern. "Unless you've developed a sudden interest in men's accessories..."
The twins fidgeted in the doorway. I could practically see the gears turning in their little minds – Lottie already had that look
