I said when I gave it to you, it would change everything. Because this…this ring belongs to you—and it always has. I bought it for you in college.” “What?” I breathe out. “You…you were going to propose?” He nods. “The day you broke up with me actually.” He grins at the horrified look on my face. “There was a proposal waiting for you on the other side of my apartment door with way too many flowers. It’s part of why I didn’t ask you to come in and talk it all out after you said you wanted to end it. This ring”—he raises it—“was in my back pocket.” “No.” The word comes out as a breath. “Derek.
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actually crying for him rn
