Vanessa reached into the pocket of her silk robe.

She pulled out the small velvet box holding the custom jeweler rings and tossed it onto the unmade bed.

“You’re making a huge mistake,” she said to him.

“She’s so incredibly boring.”

Ethan walked past her and picked up the box.

He opened the lid, checked the gold bands inside, and shoved the box deep into his jeans pocket.

I stepped backward into the carpeted hallway.

Kendra followed me out, leaving Vanessa standing alone in the suite with the ruined rug.