Sloane’s POV
At the time, the thought had made me so happy. I had pictured that bracelet on my wrist again, carrying my parents with me into the life I thought Kai and I would build together. When I gave it to him, I added a heart charm to represent my love for him.
Zia stirs violently inside me, then a rush of grief so sharp that my chest feels constricted a bit. She only knows from my memory what that bracelet meant before Kai, what it meant when I gave it to him, and what it was supposed to mean when he returned it to me on our wedding day.
Now it's sitting between Judy’s long nails as she looks down at it, then back at me. That innocent little expression on her face tells me everything.
My parents' gift.
My gift to Kai.
My something old.
And suddenly, I can't stand the sight of
