My chest rose and fell unevenly, as the words slipped out of my lips.

“Who is the real owner, please tell me,” I pressed.

I watched as his face creased into a frown, almost like he was in pain.

“The owner of the blue diamond," he stuttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

“S…she.

She was very beautiful, just like you.

Big round blue eyes.

Yes, she had eyes just like you,” he said, his ...