It's a silver ring with a shining diamond!
"Why d-did you..." My voice faded midway.
He chuckled and kissed the back of my hand, the one with ring in it.
"Rage... what's the meaning of this?"
He grinned. "Don't be pressured, Elena. I'm not proposing a marriage. Not yet."
It was as if a thorn had stuck in my throat because of that. "And what does that mean? Why did you give me a ring? Is this a gift?"
He caressed my hand with his thumb.
"That symbolizes my commitment to you, that I already committed myself fully to you. So don't you dare lose that. Don't even mortgage or sell, that's expensive." He chuckled.
My tears rolled down my cheeks as I looked at him. I didn't know I could feel different emotions at the same time. Mixture of fun and dread.
"But you're rich. You can buy me a lot. Don't tell me you're begging?" I'm exhausted question.
