“You’ve been wearing it upside down,” he said. He held my hand higher. Impossibly gently too. “According to my grandma, the heart should be facing toward you. To indicate you’re taken. She said some people wait to be married to turn it around, but that Flanagans never did.” My chest squeezed, a tide of emotion rising, flooding everything in its wake. “Not saying anything has been driving me insane.”
