He appeared uncomfortable
He was apprehensive, hesitant to turn the ring over again in his hands. His eyes focussed on something small and almost undetectable. I leaned in to see what he was looking at, but he yanked the ring slightly out of reach. “What is it?” I demanded, my fear rising. However, he provided no instant response, exacerbating my aggravation and worry.
He appeared uncomfortable
My heart pounded
My heart started pounding in my chest. It’s just cleaning, I told myself, attempting to quiet the building wave of panic. How could something so simple become so ominous? The jeweler’s hesitation was disturbing. This location, which was normally soothing with its familiar shine of diamonds, suddenly felt almost aggressive. Every tick of the clock on the wall appeared to match my speeding heartbeat.
My Heart Pounded
