That Cheap Ring Costs Millions
Language: en
I let Virginia hold my hand up to the light, my expression perfectly entirely neutral. Instantly, the eyes of half a dozen college friends sitting around the café table zeroed in on us. She let out a soft, breathy laugh, tilting my hand so the overhead bulbs caught the metal. "This ring... what, maybe a couple hundred bucks? Tops?" The sudden chill of the band against my skin made me instinctively rub my thumb over the metal. "Does your guy just not know how to shop?" Virginia’s voice was laced with a thin, sugary venom. "The setting is so... basic. Come on, Nic, you deserve better than…