8 Chapter 6

Crystal's POV

Morning light squinted through the parted curtains filling the room, making me groan and bury my head under the pillow. Surprisingly, there were no arms securing me at a place or limiting my movements today. Opening my eyes, I turned and greeted an empty bed. It was cold, hinting that the person left a long time ago. The 7 a.m. alarm rang on bedside table making me sit lazily and secure my wild hairs in a bun. To suppress the yawn, I brought my left hand to cover my mouth but froze immediately. If my eyes were barely open before, they widen as saucers now noticing a priceless stone shining under the glow of Sun. My lips parted in shock as slowly my fingers glided on its well-furnished edges. Suddenly, my ring finger felt heavy in the grip of this mountainous diamond. Even my hand felt small, but somewhere I felt complete. I looked at Valentine's side and found a white rose on his pillow. Immediately, a grin broke on my face as I found a small note tugged under it.