There are few heart-shaped diamonds I trust.
Most are cloying. Decorative. Too obvious.
This one is not.

2.82 carats.
Set in platinum. No embellishment. Just raw, deliberate exposure.

This is not sentimentality.
It’s tension.
It’s knowing where the pulse is — and sitting right on top of it.

Commissioned by someone who doesn’t need softness to show love.
Only clarity.

By V.