At the thought of this, Eve Thompson's gaze dimmed.
She stared at the ring in her hand, a heavy sinking feeling in her heart.
The man she cared about didn't care about her at all. But unfortunately, up until this moment, she had only ever been in a relationship once in her life, and she had been unable to forget him for six years...
But now, she was about to start a new relationship.
Anthony Charlie was a hundred times better than that bastard, right?
As she was thinking about it, the ring was fixed. She stopped working, picked up the ring, put it to her mouth, and blew on it twice to cool down the temperature recently elevated by the soldering iron.
When its temperature returned to normal, she turned the switch back on.
The ring was fixed, but the buckle was trampled into such a mess, it was impossible to see what it originally looked like and was just coiled around haphazardly.
She didn't mind.
Because, for this ring, she probably wouldn't wear it again in her life.
