My mouth is literally still hanging wide open while I stare at the thing wrapped in the black tissue paper.
I toss the card back into the box and start peeling the paper away, my palms are sweating so much it's even soaking the papers.
Once it’s open, my heels stumble back and I nearly hit the bathroom sink behind me. I just need some distance because the shock is making my head spin.
"What on earth!" I cry out, staring at what looks like a blinding string of diamonds.
They’re all strung together like a piece of slutty clothing, and they’re catching the light from the crappy bathroom bulbs like they’re the only thing worth looking at in this whole factory.
My heels click on the floor as I slowly move closer again, my hands covering my mouth.
I reach out and touch it, and the ston
