"Earrings," Liam said, his voice a bit too loud for the quiet room. "For my girlfriend. She’s... she’s not into flashy stuff. She likes the stars. And coffee. And she has this one blue dress she wears when she’s happy."

As he helped her clip them on, Liam realized that buying jewelry wasn't about the gold or the carats. It was about finding a way to hold a specific feeling in your hands and giving it to someone else to wear.

That evening, over a quiet dinner, he handed her the small, square box. Sarah opened it, and for a second, she didn't say anything. She just looked at the blue stones reflecting the candlelight.