~Jennie’s~

“You’re acting like it’s a diamond ring.”

That’s what Reo says. He's standing across the mansion lobby with that familiar nonchalant shrug. His voice is low, but there’s something under it…something unsure, like he’s daring me to reject this too.

I blink down at the case in front of me. Matte black with brushed chrome edges. It looks like it costs more than my entire salary back when I used to handle admin reports at the Cyron branch. I crouch slowly and open it.

My heart stumbles.

Inside, covered in black bouclé, is a custom acoustic guitar. Mahogany body. Midnight finish. Delicate fretwork in gold. And right there, engraved...