Ever since he found out about Little Crow's death, he had been holding this ring nearly every day in grief.
But he never thought about using this ring to test her...
After six years, he wasn't sure whether the other ring was damaged, or even if it still existed in this world...
He pursed his lips and finally pressed down.
Once, twice... five times.
He promised Little Crow that he would think of her five times a day.
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In her bedroom, Eve Thompson, who was already nearly asleep, subconsciously reached her fingers to her neck, wanting to hold that ring.
Over the years, whenever she felt uneasy, holding that ring seemed to reassure her.
But this time, her fingers found empty space.
Eve suddenly woke up.
Her gaze was still confused, but after seeing the room she was in, she composed herself.
Right.
She had taken the ring off.
