I love the writing of the girl interrupted. Everyone should read her blog.. XD
One day when we were sitting in the kitchen of his mother’s house, B handed me a bag of his mother’s rings. “You should try these on. See if any of them fit. My mom doesn’t want them anymore.”
I went through the bag one by one, trying different things on. There was one, an old leather ring with a peace sign engraved on the top, that I fell in love with. “I like this one.” I slipped it on my finger with ease. He told me to keep it.
I didn’t take it off until he replaced it a little over a week later with a diamond engagement ring. When I had planned for the time I’d get married, I imagined it would be forever. I didn’t know how wrong, how stupid, I was.
I live my life best when I have plans.
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