The Ring


It was a snowy Sunday morning. She tried to cuddle with him but he didn’t respond. She moved fingers in his hair but he kept staring on roof like she wasn’t even there. It’s been a while since he was distant and quiet. She looked out of window while lying on bed and talked to herself, “Has he stopped loving me or it is something else that is taking a toll on our relationship?” She smelled his essence and tried to calm herself.

While she was still in her thoughts, he was already up. He looked pale and blank. She got up from bed and checked the drawer. The “Ring” was still lying there. It was something that would always make her smile and hope for the good days to be back soon. It was their first date anniversary today and all she was expected was this ring from him. Just when she realized she was late, she heard the horn and rushed toward the car.

She sat next to him and placed her hand on his hand but his cold response made her withdraw. “Is the love that blossomed just a year ago was already dried? Was it her fault or just course of time that challenge every love story in some way?” she wondered. She came out of her thoughts when he stopped at flower shop and collected her favourite bouquet. It was then when her deep brown eyes sparkled and her lips gave a perfect tinch of smile with the thought of him keeping his promise of proposing her right after one year of their first date.

“He would be planning something big for me”, she were talking to herself again. Ever since he had stopped responding to her, she started spending her time wondering and talking to herself. She came out of her thoughts and noticed she was alone in car. She quickly got out and saw him walking ahead with flower in his one hand and the Ring in other. She followed him until she saw something that froze her.

She felt numb seeing him sitting next to a grave with tears in his eyes and placing her favorite flowers on it. He was on his knee and proposing ring toward her grave. He kept his promise.



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