" HAHAHA... Don't lie, it's not what you translate ?
" I swear, it's what is it and you know I know French ."
" Ooo do you learn French?
" Actually, not my 3rd girlfriend was French and she teach me . "
" Obviously, I expected that from you and not quite less actually . "
" At least, I'm being honest not like you . "
" What do you mean I'm not honest ?
" No, I don't mean by that ! I meant to say you didn't tell me yet that why you ran out of the party . "
I gaze down on my hand and flash back comes across my face ...
Flashback
I made it," he said, gruffly, "for you."
he shoved it onto my finger. It was roughly carved, shaped from a lump of something colourful and cold...a ring made entirely from a gemstone. It was beautiful. It glinted emerald greens and blood reds over my skin,
