Violet 

I stood up from the table slowly, the scrape of wood against the floor cutting through the silence. 

“I wonder what you’ll choose,” I said quietly, my tone calm. “Though I already have a pretty good idea what someone like you would choose.”

I turned and walked toward the door, my steps unhurried. I was just about to open it when something nudged at the back of my mind.

“Oh, by the way,” I added casually. I stopped, turned back, and lifted my left hand slightly, letting the diamond on my ring finger catch the light.

Nora’s head snapped up. Her eyes locked onto my hand, her mouth falling...