The broken diamond ring was like a stone, embedded in Jaspar's heart. He could not understand, and at the same time could not forget, why that woman had abandoned him and then given birth to a child to a man who could only buy her a broken diamond ring.
Two years had passed and she was still the same as he remembered her, the pictures captured her dully, in fact when she entered the room she seemed to carry a glow and the whole room was lit up by her. He had to admit the sudden acceleration of his heart, it was as if she had cast some sort of spell on him, his heart, which had been restless since he found her trail, was now bouncing back and forth in his chest.
He tapped his fingertips gently on the table, suppressing his abnormal reaction with a single rhythm; he didn't have the strengt
