Where did you get that ring

photo issue later.

The photo issue.

Not the insult.

Not the exclusion.

The issue.

Then Daniel called again.

I almost ignored it.

But something made me answer.

His voice came through low and tense.

“Claire?”

I wiped my face with the back of my hand.

“Yes.”

“What happened?”

The question was so simple that I sat up.

“You don’t know?”

“I know Vivian is screaming that continue reading …