Yvonne swung open the closet door with a dramatic flourish, her arms wide as she scooped out an entire row of clothes, flinging them onto the bed in a colorful


    heap.


    She then turned on her heel, yanked open a line of drawers, and carefully lifted out a series of ornate boxes, each one more elegant than thest.


    Jewelry boxes and clothes piled together, forming a small mountain on the bed.


    Ste stood there, speechless.


    As Yvonne opened the boxes, a dazzling array of jewelry spilled out: nes, rings, bracelets, earrings-the whole shebang.


    "These are mytest creations," Yvonne dered proudly.


    Ste''s eyes widened in astonishment. "You made all of these?" she asked,


    unable to believe her eyes. Last she checked, Yvonne had picked up dressmaking because of Dan.


    But jewelry, too?


    Could it be that Dan was into jewelry as well? If so, Ste had to admit that Yvonne had really changed for him.


    Yvonne responded, "On my way to find you two years ago, I stumbled upon this quarry. The stones there were just stunning, so I collected them all. There were so many that I decided to design and make these pieces. They''re all for you."


    Ste was floored. She found a quarry? Was she blessed by the gods of fortune, or what? Running into a quarry just like that?


    Examining the stones, Ste found them remarkable. "Are you sure you just found them?"


    Although she was no expert in minerals, she could tell these stones were top- notch.


    Yvonne answered, "I snatched them."


    "Huh?"


    She snatched them? Ste was taken aback by her reply.


    Yvonne continued, "Yeah, from this shady group. I intended to buy them, but they tried to rip me off. Total jerks!"


    Yvonne had to put up quite the fight to get those stones. If they hadn''t been so beautiful, she would never have bothered to even take a second nce. But the thought of that confrontation still made her fume a little.


    "You just took them?" Ste asked, her eyelids twitching violently.


    "Well, I paid for them," Yvonne exined.


    She could say she gave them the amount equivalent to the stones'' actual worth, but no way she would pay their extortionate prices.


    "Okay, okay,e here. Let me put this ne on you. Every piece of this is handpicked by me. Isn''t it gorgeous?"


    Yvonne''s voice had a special warmth to it. Without Star around calling her sister, life felt a bit off-kilter.


    Though they were grown up now, Ste''s cherubic face hadn''t changed much, and Yvonne couldn''t help but link it to the past. Her heart melted at the sight of Ste''s sweet face. It was like a cure-all for any bad day back in their school days. Now, even as adults, Ste''s eyes retained that same innocent charm.


    "The raw stones were cut by pros, and I chose all the settings myself."


    Ste nodded. "Yeah, it''s gorgeous."


    The design was truly unique, especially with those stones.


    "What kind of stones are these?"


    Yvonne replied, "No clue. They just looked pretty, so I snatched... I mean, bought them. Don''t worry, I had them tested. They''re safe."


    Yvonne assured as she rummaged through the pile, matching a dress to the


    ne, holding them up against Ste. "See my impable taste?"


    Ste was left speechless. Catching


    a glimpse of the ne in


    Yvonne''s hand, she admired how


    marvelous her taste was. But as she nced at the dress''s color.


    OUMS


    Ste gestured with her mouth. "So, Dan''s into ssy women now?"


    Yvonne froze, the mention of Dan catching her off guard. She turned away, cing the dress back on the bed, her shoulders drooping with an unmistakable sadness.


    Ste stepped forward, taking Yvonne''s cold hand in hers.


    “Sis,” she murmured softly, her voice a gentle balm, yet it gave Yvonne an unmistakable support.


    Yvonne closed her eyes shortly. "He has a fiancée, he''s going to marry her. Can''t believe he''s getting married."


    Ste eximed, "What? Howe?"


    The Dan few years back clearly


    adored Yvonne too – to Ste''s


    eyes, he treated her exceptional


    We had concealed his identity to stay by Yvonne''s side.


    Looking back now, those were Yvonne''s happiest, most radiant days. Dan had taught her how to be a woman. Yet these two, who had loved each other so deeply...


    Yvonne took a deep breath. "He doesn''t remember me, Star. He just doesn''t know me."


    Ste wondered, "Amnesia?"


    Yvonne uttered, "No idea. I don''t know anything. I don''t want to know. He just... doesn''t recognize me."


    The words were heavy,ced with heartbreak. Hearing Yvonne''s words, Ste didn''t know what to say, so she simply wrapped her arms around Yvonne.


    Yvonne shivered slightly. "How could he not know me? How could he just forget..."