Kalung Kecil Cantik นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I stopped looking at prices after the third store. Jewelry last. A quiet boutique tucked at the end of the corridor. Amara pointed to a display. “Something small. Something you can wear every day.” I picked a thin silver chain with a tiny crescent moon pendant. She added a pair of diamond studs (“small, classic”), a stack of delicate bangles, and a leather wrap bracelet with a black onyx stone. When the associate rang it up, the total flashed on the screen. I stopped breathing. Amara didn’t blink.

Jennifer said exasperatedly, "Isn't your entire wardrobe of clothes and jewelry enough to last you until the end of your life already? Why are you buying more?" "Well, I bet you didn't know that really famous jewelry designer, Kalanthe, released a new design, did you? It's called Heart of Rouge, and there's only one in the whole world. It was just put on display at Gold Guardian yesterday, so I wanna go check it out." Laura tsked before continuing, "I heard that Heart of Rouge is a necklace and bracelet set. It's missing a ring because the pink diamond used in its creation was too expensive, and the designer had no extra materials to make a ring."

She looked down and noticed an anklet with a simple design and a small-very small bell that made a small sound every time she took a step. Damn. Why didn't she realize that her anklet had been missing since yesterday?

"Let's see what kind of thing you gave me. It must be some cheap, useless thing." Caraline shook her hair occasionally, looking down at the object in her hands. When the box was completely opened, she was surprised to find two blue crystal earrings with a conical shape. The shape was somewhat familiar to her. "These crystals are the same shape as Deric's pendant." Caraline snorted, yanking at the floor. Her gaze returned to the pair of earrings she was trying to get out of place. "These... aren't too bad. I like the design."

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I wanted everything to be perfect for her return. Tonight, I opened her jewelry box, and with a delicate cloth, I began to wipe the treasures that had been stored away for so long. The garnet ring, the golden topaz pendant, the emerald bracelet, deep green like a forest lake, and countless other dazzling diamonds, pearls, and agates. Each one was a work of art, and I loved how they adorned the Princess, making her beauty even more radiant, enhancing her regal aura.

"Just look. That’s all." Inside, everything sparkled. A saleswoman approached, smiling warmly. "Looking for something special?" Gabriel nodded toward me. "Something small. Something she’ll actually wear." I drifted toward a tray of delicate pieces—simple silver, maybe a gemstone or two. Nothing loud. Nothing extravagant. He stood close enough that I felt the warmth of him along my arm. "You’d look good in that," he murmured, pointing at a thin chain with a teardrop pendant. "Very good."

he mumbled. "Your tone doesn't suit on what you have said," the blonde girl snapped. He just smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck. Maia seems irritated by his behavior so, she just rolled her eyes and walked away. Alcot looked at the jewels and a pair of gold earrings caught his attention. It is a cross designed with a pearl in the middle. The earring for the left ear is just a flat cross with the ordinary nut and a cross with two tiny chains for the right, which makes them unique.

I ask Finley. "Um, they're all stunning," she says, then takes my hand and drags me to the opposite end of the case where the smaller diamonds are on display. I frown when she points to a plain, round, extremely small diamond ring in the corner. "How about that one?" "Are you serious?" Finley starts chewing on her bottom lip. "I tried to find the smallest one." "Why would you do that?" I'm completely baffled. Don't women like big, sparkling diamonds?

she replied with a warm smile, taking a small step back and gesturing with her hand as if granting me permission to indulge. Carefully, almost reverently, I reached into the display and picked up one of the cufflinks. It was delicate yet masculine, a striking combination of sharp silver edges and soft floral intricacy. I turned it slowly between my fingers, the lily shimmering in the light, catching tiny glints of color like a rainbow trapped in metal.