Sunlight streamed through the large, polished glass windows, making the diamonds, rubies, and sapphires glitter fiercely from within their velvet-lined cases.
The door bell jiggled as Amber Carson entered. As the only daughter of the immensely wealthy and powerful Carson family, she was spoiled, yes, but not rotten. She was used to the best life had to offer, and she carried herself with an easy, unshakeable confidence that many mistook for arrogance.
Evelin Pembroke, however, saw it as sheer perfection. She couldn't hold back her excitement, her hand flying to her mouth as she watched Amber glide through the shop. They were both the same age, but they might as well have been from different worlds.