Backpeddling

Sofia quickly withdrew her right hand.

“What! What kind of a greeting is that?” Sofia more than bristled. If Paolo had thought before showing horror at seeing the big diamond sparkling on Sofia’s right ‘ring finger’, he could have avoided her instant mood change. He tried, unsuccessfully, to backpeddle.

“Sorry, sorry... but I thought we agreed you wouldn’t show it off yet? People might start asking questions because it’s obviously worth a fortune.”

Sofia was now blazing mad. She had once again been humiliated by this cocky young man.

“This wasn’t your mother’s diamond was it? You bloody stole it!”