After discovering there were two identical sets of blessed pearls, it felt like my heart was being stabbed repeatedly. I had designed my set with care, embedding symbols of our wolves and the date we met into the elegant pieces. The inner part of each pearl held our names, something I thought was special between us. Now, to find out that Lila had the same set? It made me feel foolish.
I bitterly smiled as I put their set back down. How could I have been so blind? I turned away, walking out of the shop, and tossed my own pearls into a trash can. I was done with them. The cool breeze hit my face, bringing some clarity to my confused mind.
Just as I was about to call Braxton and demand answers, I saw a message from him. “I’m waiting for you at the Silver Moon Inn,” it read. I hesitated but eventually made my way there, unease gnawing at my stomach.
When I arrived, I followed the waiter’s instructions to find him. He stood by the window, his back to me, still on the phone.
“Please help me buy a house for Lila in your name,” he repeated, his voice tense. “I can’t let Calla find out.”