Novel & Cerita Tiffany Necklace Bride Of Chucky

Clearly done with the mess between her two friends, she did not even bother to say goodbye before bouncing out of the scene. Unaffected, Tina produced a bottle of alcohol from her purse and carefully repositioned the necklace she was wearing to rub at her soiled collar. She looked at the accessory. She's had that necklace since she was a child and rarely took it off. It was a cylindrical violet crystal that was almost transparent, roughly the size of a thumb. Her parents had given it to her as a baby, apparently after consultation from a witch.

Fine. Just this once. She would make sure that there were no more chances again after the next time. Anthony and Chris looked at each other and smiled. This was a sweet moment of victory! Apart from managing to give her his token of love, he had even found a way to call her on a second date! Perfect! Charmine was then sent home with the necklace that had been unwillingly worn on her neck. It had slipped from her mind. On the other side, Tiffany did not head home after leaving Guci Tower. However, she drove herself to HollyOak Entertainment.

Handing her the box, she carefully removed it. “Geez, I think my hands are shaking,” she joked half-heartedly. “I don’t think stones are that breakable,” I retorted back. “Unless it’s made of glass.” And I’d stake my life on it that Chance didn’t care for anything fake. His cufflinks were made of real metal - whether gold or platinum - and the stones in them were real diamonds. Lifting my hair, I turned around. She put it around my neck, then reached for something else. I followed her movement to a matching tennis bracelet and a pair of diamond stud earrings. I was so awed by the necklace, I completely missed those.

Today's the perfect day to give it to you'. He was talking about the Tiffany and co necklace with a snake like pendant that had a red diamond encrusted on it, an eighteen carat gold necklace to be exact. Kathleen on the other hand didn't find his words amusing, she was dumbfounded, gobsmacked and panic striken to say the least. ‘Gray this isn't....this....how much is it?!!'. She cried out. He touched the nape of his neck and pursed his lips trying to come up with the most modest amount and pursed his lips, ‘It's a hundred thousand—'