I gestured for the manager to bring my order. When I opened the box, a green, hollow-carved sapphire-and-gold hairpin lay inside. I nodded in approval.
Not to mention the craftsmanship, even the imperial green sapphire had taken me several auctions to acquire, and the carving alone had used up a large portion of the stone.
Years of my savings had gone into it, but my mom deserved nothing less than perfection.
“Miss Freya, are you satisfied with the custom-made ‘Golden Sapphire Reunion’ hairpin we prepared for your mother?”
The manager smiled politely and handed me the receipt to sign.
Just as I was about to write my name, a hand suddenly grabbed the hairpin. “So, it was meant for me after all.”
Claudia’s expression softened at once, while Phoebe spoke up beside her.
“I didn’t expect this store to actually use glass for jewelry. It looks almost real.”
“Mom, even though Freya’s gift is cheap, it’s still her thought that matters.”
I was stunned. How did my fine imperial green sapphire hairpin suddenly become glass? Was it because it looked too perfect to seem real?