Chapter 111

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 delicate band of diamonds embedded in them. The first letters of our names—'M' and 'A'—were 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 just a 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 penda