Lucky cries out, and rubs his head against the back of Andrea’s hand. The fur makes her skin itch and she smiles in spite of herself.
“Alright, I’ll open it,” she stays to the dog, “Just stay away from me.”
Carefully she lifts the box, hoping to keep Lucky’s fur off the delicate velvet. She opens the box and instantly pink light dazzles her.
“Wow, it’s a ring!” Sarah exclaims.
Sarah can’t help but marvel at it; she has never seen such a big diamond before. Lucky leaps in the air and scratches the carpet with his sharp claws to express his excitement. Andrea purses her lips in confusion.
“What is Leonie’s ring doing in this box?” Andrea wonders, “Did she return it? Are there two identical rings? If there are two rings and one is for Leonie, who is the second for? Could it be for Diana?
