Carys
After picking at my breakfast we walk into the jewelry store. I almost walked back up to the room and packed my suitcase to leave.
“Hi I need to choose a ring for my fiancée.”
As soon as I said that a gentleman had walked forward “Are you Miss Carys Blake?”
“Yes I am.” He shook my hand.
“I am Elliott, the manager here. Carlo called and said you would come by. I have all the rings in Mr. Taylor’s size we have in stock ready for you to look at.”
I give him a small smile. “That will make this so much easier. Thank you.”
“Get that one!” Annis points to an ornate white gold ring with diamonds inlaid in a line. “It looks very powerful.”
“That doesn’t look like him.” I frown and continue to look knowing the wedding is in a few hours this afternoon. Or maybe it’s this afternoon. I’m
