Alexander raised an eyebrow, then gave a low chuckle.
"Alicia, what are you saying?"
"Nothing." I lowered my gaze with a small smile. "Just pretend I'm being unreasonable."
I hid the bitterness in my eyes.
But why was he so willing to give me the bracelet, yet unwilling to part with that ring?
The answer was obvious.
He was biased.
No matter what I did, I could never compare to Lilian.
That ring—judging by the design and craftsmanship—must have taken time, thought, and effort.
The bracelet?
That was only money.
That was the difference.
Still, it was something Alexander had spent a great deal on.
I didn't want to ruin his mood.
Perhaps he thought I was merely sulking, because he said nothing more.
Instead, he poured me a small glass of wine.
"A little drink?"
"Mm."
Our glasses touched with a soft chime.
I lifted mine, took a sip, and began eating.
