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I didn’t know.”
“Give it back,” I whispered, watching my sister-in-law slip my jade bracelet onto her wrist—the one my husband had given me on our wedding night
“No,” I said quietly. “You didn’t ask.”
He flinched.
I got out of bed and walked to the closet. From the top shelf, I pulled down a small envelope, yellowed at the edges. Ethan stared at it.
“Your grandmother gave me this two weeks before our wedding,” I said. “She told me not to open it unless the bracelet ever became a problem.”
His mouth continue reading …
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