One - Ring
It's too big, too heavy, too warm, too... Lucifer, but Chloe wears the ring anyway.
She'd found it under her pillow; along with a softly glowing feather, one morning nearly a month after Lucifer had left. So she'd slid it onto her left hand -ring finger, then thumb - before trying the right.
It fits (sort of) on her middle finger, never falling off, never gettting in way and she (sometimes) almost manages to forget it's there.
Mostly Chloe wears it to bed, the band warm and heavy against her clit while she thinks of him. Imagines Lucifer's fingers touching her as she touches herself. The stone glinting in the darkness as she gasps his name, the ring the closest she can get to him being between her thighs.