Chapter 283 The Guest Of Honor

• Hannah
• The diamond on my finger caught the light, sending a dozen tiny fractals glimmering across my skin. I tilted my hand this way and that, admiring the ring that I hadn’t worn or even seen in ages.
• Wearing my old engagement ring like this felt… surreal. I couldn’t seem to decide whether it made me excited or a little sick to my stomach. Maybe both—because on one hand, it was a reminder of our past life, which was fraught with broken hearts and bad memories.