Partly because she'd forgotten about the anklet by the time she got into the bathroom and partly because she had been in an hurry, Avery hadn't been able to properly check out the anklet earlier that morning. She had also pushed the conversation between Archie and herself to the back of her mind as soon as she got to campus, thereby obliviating the presence of the jewelry.
But now, the string of carefully cut pink diamonds glittering in the dim light the car was offering, had successfully attracted her attention. And not only hers, but also those of the men sitting in the front seats.
Subconsciously, the tip of her fingers went to trace the angles of the precious stones, while her eyes admired the way it complimented her skin perfectly. She was so caught up in studying the piece that her noticing a bunch of strange letters distinguishing each stone from the next, caused a furrow in her brows. That was...
A...
M...
