She recognized the ring immediately—it was Belinda’s.
Back in her first year of marriage to Lance, Garrison had given Belinda that ring as a twenty-fifth wedding anniversary gift.
Alexa noticed Catherine suddenly pause, her gaze fixed on the table. Following Catherine’s line of sight, Alexa shivered, then quickly shot Susan a meaningful look.
Susan, emerging from the kitchen, hesitated before picking up the ring. “Catherine, this one’s mine. Belinda gave it to me,” she said, slipping it onto her finger—it fit as if made for her.
“Is that so?” Catherine’s skepticism was plain. The ring wasn’t just any trinket; it carried real meaning.
Susan gave a rueful little smile. “There was something wrong with the stone—they said it wasn’t pure. Mr. Garrison bought her a new ring, and since Belinda can’t stand any sort of flaw, she gave me this one. I told her it felt strange to accept an anniversary gift, but she said she’d just throw it away otherwise. It seemed a waste, so I kept it.”
It was true—Belinda had no patience for imperfections.
“Just make sure you put it somewhere safe and don’t lose it,” Catherine replied, letting the matter drop.
Susan chuckled softly. “It might not be good enough for Belinda, but to me, it’s precious. Of course, between cooking and chasing after Lanny, I hardly get to wear it. I just brought it out to show Alexa, that’s all.” She slipped the ring off and disappeared into her room with it.
Alexa came over, arms outstretched for Lanny. “Why don’t you go change upstairs? Lunch is about ready.”
Catherine handed her the baby and stood. “Alright.”
The third floor was silent. Pausing at the landing, she glanced toward Lance’s room; the door was closed tight. She turned away and went into her own room.
She pulled off her clothes and reached for the soft, blush-pink pajamas draped over the end of her chaise lounge. Just as she’d slipped out of everything—before she could put the pajamas on—a faint noise came from behind her.

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