Chapter 111 - 112 Rings
I was slouched on the couch, flicking through channels, when I noticed a white box on the coffee table.
Ashton came into the living room. ‘It’s for you. Open it.’
‘For me?’ I looked up, surprised, and reached for the box, flipping the lid open.
Inside were two rings.
I froze, my fingers hovering over the smooth metal.
He stepped into my line of sight, standing right in front of me. ‘They are our wedding rings.’
I glanced at the rings again. A pair of platinum bands, each with a small band of delicate diamonds embedded in them. The first letter of our names—‘M’ and ‘A’—engraved inside.
I didn’t reach for them. ‘What happened to the rings we wore to your grandfather’s party? I probably lost mine somewhere in the pool.’
‘It has been found, but that was a mere prop, bought at a moment’s notice.’
‘It was good enough to fool the guests.’
‘But not good enough for you.’
‘I’m not sure about this,’ I said. ‘We’ve already swapped gifts once, remember? The black gold ring I gave you, and the pendant with the grandidierite stone you gave me.’