Like a small accusation, the bracelet rested on my table. The leather and silver were transformed into a little, making-light of a gigantic object as sunlight passed over them. I didn't intend to keep it. When Selene's voice had left the courtyard and her grin had been the last twist in a long day, I had intended to burn it. However, I hadn't.

I had spent the entire night gazing at it. I had repeatedly flipped it between my fingers, counting the scratches on the clasp in the same manner ...