He opens the velvety black box and procures a delicate ring, not too large or too gaudy. I hold out my hand, shaking as he slides the gold band on my finger. It fits perfectly, and I bet that he asked Rose about my size. As I home in on the ring, I go quiet, stunned by the unique design. Rectangular diamonds form rays around a circular, yellow diamond. It’s the sun. And I’m speechless all over again. I keep nodding like this is perfect; this is really happening. I’m engaged to Ryke Meadows.
