The Ring

"I'd found the wedding gown crumpled on the chair where she must have thrown it last night and, as I bent to shake out the creases and hang it back in the closet, the snapped chain fell out from the folds of satin where it had been nestling unseen. The chain and the crucifix... and the ring!
"I sat down on the bed and examined it with dull horror. The diamonds were of the highest quality, embedded in a setting which betrayed its newness by an absolute absence of scratches and accumulated tarnishing. This was no keepsake worn to remember a deceased relative. I knew who had given it to her, and I knew why she had chosen to wear it secretly out of my sight..."
-Susan Kay's Phantom

Yay for sketching away instead of studying for Anthropology tests!