Chapter 228 What If I'm Right?

• Faye
• “It really is gorgeous,” Emelda says the next morning while walking with me to the library. She runs her thumb over the massive sapphire ring and smiles faintly, raising her brows. “I think it’s a family heirloom, too. You should expect a load of fine jewelry to follow.”
• “You know I don’t care about all of that.” I laugh as we turn into the library. It’s snowing again. The sky is deep gray, and fluffs of white race to the ground beyond the windows. My voice echoes through the cavernous space as I say, “I’m just… I’m not sure how to feel. I’m excited, so incredibly happy but also… worried.”