ZAHRA
“I thought that’s what the bouquets were,” I observed.
“Nah. You deserve way more than just flowers - way more than what I’m about to give you. But I still hope you like it.”
Just as he finished his sentence, he removed the top of the box, revealing its contents. The delicate gold piece sparkled when bathed by the sunlight. I had to take it in my hands and shield it from the light in order to properly analyze it. It consisted of a meticulously-sculpted wolf in the shape of what looked to be a raindrop. A single small diamond adorned its chest. It was so beautiful it made my heart stop, but for some reason, it felt like something was missing.
As if reading my thoughts, Tristan lifted his fist right in front of me, letting a second necklace drop down from his hand. It swung for a m
