The first time I noticed diamond tennis bracelets was in a shop window in Mayfair. Early morning, streets half-empty, and the glass caught a streak of sunlight. It wasn’t a giant showy piece—no, it was delicate. A line of tiny diamonds, all in a row, shimmering as if they were whispering secrets. I stopped, stared longer than I should have. Why did it look so… right? Maybe...
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