Chapter 12Valentine’s Day was coming up. I wanted to give my lover something special, something that he could wear always, have with him always.
The sales associate at Mount Olympus, the exclusive jewelers a few doors down from Beau Brummel’s, had taken out a velvet tray containing twenty-four karat gold chains, and I studied the different types of links. I had selected a gold Virgo charm surrounded by jade—Wills’s birthstone—and it was being engraved while I chose the chain it would hang from. In the case beside the chains were wedding bands, and after a wistful glance at them, I turned my attention back to the chains.
“This one, I think.” I handed him one that was twenty-eight inches long. Once the charm was suspended from it, it would rest just above my lover’s heart.
“That’s rather
