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Elias looked around the room—at the glittering diamonds and the silent, ticking clocks on the wall. He thought of the tuition bill sitting on his kitchen table and the daughter who shared his grandfather's restless curiosity.

"Can I help you find something special today?" a jeweler asked, his eyes already sweeping over Elias’s worn wool coat with practiced neutrality. jewelers that buy watches

"My grandfather’s," Elias replied. "He was a navigator. He used to say a watch was the only piece of jewelry a man needed because it told the truth about how much time you had left." Elias looked around the room—at the glittering diamonds

"I'm looking to sell," Elias said, his voice steadier than he felt. He pulled the pouch out and placed it on the black velvet tray the jeweler provided. "My grandfather’s," Elias replied

"We would be honored to find this a new home," the jeweler said.

The heavy glass door of Vanderbilt & Sons clicked shut, muffling the roar of the city. Elias stood in the center of the plush showroom, his hand instinctively tightening around the velvet pouch in his coat pocket. He wasn’t here to buy; he was here to let go.

"I have enough time," Elias said softly. "She needs the future."