Fake Bride, Real Claim
It was a ring. Old gold, a flat green stone, and a band thin enough that it had been worn every day of somebody's life.
Lachlan
It was my mother's.
End of Chapter 8
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveIt was a ring. Old gold, a flat green stone, and a band thin enough that it had been worn every day of somebody's life.
It was my mother's.
End of Chapter 8
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