Shadow

In the serene evening ambience, Isla and Harry Damien were absorbed in their TV show, the room bathed in the gentle glow from the screen. Amid a gripping scene, Isla glimpsed a flash of rose gold on her finger. Captivated by the ring's exquisite craftsmanship, she absent mindedly twirled it, beguile by its elegant allure.

Unbeknownst to her, their mother entered the room, drawn to the shimmering adornment. Curiosity tinged with concern heightened as she noticed the ring on Isla's finger.

"What a lovely ring, Isla," her mother remarked, a trace of curiosity mixed with apprehension in her tone.

Isla's attention shifted momentarily from the television to the ring's intricate design, which held her fascination. The subtle rose gold hue gleamed under the ambient light, enhancing its allure.

"Where did you get that ring, dear?" Her mother's query carried a blend of curiosity and unease, causing Isla to pause, her thoughts wandering.