Before she could close the lid, Raphael gripped her wrist from behind.“Whose is this?” She followed his look and saw him pointing at the black onyx ring that nestled in one corner. “Mine, of course.”Raphael pulled in a sharp breath. “Yours?” He sounded accusatory. And like a stranger, the same stranger who’d told his brother he was merely using her.The cold blast suddenly blowing against her neck did nothing to assuage her sudden fear of him. Trying to stamp out the uncomfortable silence between them, she added hastily, “It was my late husband’s. I inherited it.”He appeared to relax at her words. “May I look at it?”She nodded and watched him take the ring out of the box and examine it. “It’s unusual. Is this the family seal?”“No. I don’t think it was his favorite ring either. He rarely wore it. And then he stopped wearing it completely.” She’d always wondered what Giovanni had liked about the odd piece of jewelry. She’d certainly never liked the ugly thing.
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