Irwin immediately grinned. “Mom, open it! Hurry!”
Briony lifted the lid of the jewelry box.
Inside was a pale lavender crystal bracelet.
These had become quite trendy this year.
“Mom, they said something about this year being special—the lady selling the bracelet tried to explain, but it was all so complicated I didn’t really get it… Anyway, she said wearing this kind of purple crystal is supposed to be really good luck right now. I want you to be happy, so I bought it for you!”
There was an innocence in her child’s words that went straight to Briony’s heart.
She stared at the bracelet nestled in the box, her emotions tangled.
Once upon a time, a gift chosen so thoughtfully by Irwin would have moved her deeply.
But things had changed.
Now, looking at the crystal bracelet, all she felt was a heavy, conflicted ache—any trace of warmth or joy was long gone.
Irwin noticed her silence and grew anxious. Did Mom even like the bracelet?
“Mom, don’t you like it?”
Briony snapped out of her reverie, closed the box, and forced a small smile. “It’s very nice. Thank you for the gift.”
She slipped the box into her bag, unfolded a small blanket, and reached for her sleep mask.
“I’m going to rest. If you need anything, ask your dad.”
Adjusting her seat so she could lie down, Briony turned away to face the window and pulled the mask over her eyes.
Irwin’s shoulders drooped. Disappointed, he mumbled, “Oh. Okay.”
Lately, Briony had been sleeping a lot. Sure enough, it wasn’t long before she drifted off.
In the last row of first class, Stella and James kept a close watch on the three sitting ahead of them.
Fortunately, the flight passed without incident.
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