Just then something cold and heavy slipped onto my finger.
When I looked down to see what it was, the most beautiful craft diamonds ring was perched on the fourth finger of my left hand.
A Ruby diamond also huge in a heart shape in the middle of rose gold ring. And the little shiny white diamond embedded around the heart Ruby glittered up at me.
I held it in the glow of the garden torch stand light that just got lit up so I could really get a good look.
The ring was a magnificent piece, beautiful and far too extravagant for me, but I loved it mostly because my man had chosen it for me.
My hand trembling as I start to calculate the amount price and the weight of the rings on my finger.
And my tears started shed again, the tears I couldn't have stopped them. It was a good thing he'd just said he didn't mind my tears because they would be dripping all over him in another moment.
These were definitely of the happiness tears, though.
