C10 I DON'T TRUST MIA MEYER BUT I TRUST YOU

Stefan nodded, motioning for the man to place the case on the desk. Mr. Daniel, one of the finest jewelers in New York, carefully opened it, revealing rows of engagement rings, each one more dazzling than the last.

Stefan stared at the rings, his expression unreadable. He picked one up, turning it over in his hand. It was delicate, almost timid. Setting it back down, he reached for another