Diana carefully looked at the necklace in her hand and admired its beauty. Looking at it made her smile quite a lot but after some time she became awfully quiet.
Her eyes seemed to fill with water as she quietly wept by herself while looking at the necklace. The necklace reminded her of her little brother who she did not know how well he was.
Even if they talked with letters, talking in real life and in letters was a different matter. Most of all it pained her to know that he would sent so much of jewelry to her but she couldn't give out anything because it might get caught by her maids.
She slowly wept until a knock resounded from the door as she heard a mature voice, "Diana? Are you there? I want to talk to you about something?"
Diana immediately froze up as she realized the voice belonged to her mother. She immediately replied out of fear, "Coming mother!" Then ran to the closet and quickly threw the necklace at one corner before shutting it close.
