I went to bed believing I’d just had one of the happiest nights of my life, and I woke up still floating from it. That feeling didn’t last long once I realized someone else seemed to know something about my fiancé that I didn’t.
I woke up grinning before I even opened my eyes.
The ring caught the morning light on the nightstand, and I lay there for a second, just staring at it like an idiot. Myles was still asleep beside me, one arm flung over his face, snoring, something he’d deny later.
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Later, after he’d left for work, I caught myself smiling at my own reflection like an absolute lunatic, holding my left hand out at arm’s length so the ring caught the bathroom light.
I woke up grinning.
Twenty-nine years old and behaving as if I’d just won a raffle. I didn’t even care.
Six years with Myles, and last night he’d stood at the end of a candlelit table, looking at me as if I were the whole plot.
“You’re going to sprain your face,” Priya said through the video call on my phone, propped against the toothbrush cup. “Put the hand down.”
“I can’t! It’s shiny!”
“It’s a rock, Nora. Rocks are shiny. That’s their brand.”
I laughed and finally lowered my arm.
I didn’t even care.
Our apartment behind me looked the same as yesterday. The ugly green armchair Myles refused to throw out. The floor lamp I’d bought without asking. Six years of mismatched furniture and unresolved debates about throw pillows.
“I still can’t believe Myles did the billboard thing,” I said. “That is so not him!”
“That is exactly him when he’s trying too hard. Remember the anniversary scavenger hunt?” my best friend said.
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