Taesan's POV
I trace my fingers over the surface of the ring.
The shine is still there even after so many years. It's perfect for my mate. The green would suit his soft brown eyes.
The silver band of the ring itself is bigger than my mate's smaller finger, but I can have it reworked.
My sister shuts the box without warning. She takes it from me and places it on the table.
"You won't mind if I said my goodbye to it, will you?" she asks, clearing her throat to put on the logical side of herself.
"No, not at all" I say in a voice that is more gruff than intended.
Fuck.
The air in the room is warm with unspoken feelings. We miss our mother, but we are too used to being apart from each other.
"Is there anything else?" I ask, clearing my throat as I shove my hands into my pocket. "Yes, we need to talk about someone that is also important" she says.
"Don't waste your fucking time if it's about Yuki" I tell her, clenching my jaw at the thought of the woman I once trusted.
