Chapter 129- Are you jealous?

Sophia sat quietly in Capone's room, twisting the small ring on her pinky finger. The unique violet-gold sheen stood out—neither as subdued as platinum nor as ostentatious as gold. Its intricate design was one of a kind, seemingly a testament to an unwavering bond.

Somehow, tears began to fall. They landed on the ring, misting its metallic luster with a veil of sorrow.

Was loyalty really so difficult for the two of them?

The sun dipped below the horizon, and nightfall swiftly enveloped the room. Even as darkness set in, Sophia remained motionless in her seat. When Capone opened the door, he immediately sensed someone inside. But the familiar presence told him exactly who it was.

He didn't turn on the lights. Instead, he walked to the window and drew the curtains wide, letting the moonlight spill into the room. Though dim, the silvery glow was enough to illuminate her delicate profile.