He slides his fingers into mine, and I look down, catching a glimpse of his left hand. There is no ring there anymore. Something worse. How the hell did I miss this? “Finn. What the hell is that?” I hold it up to inspect it. A thick black band inked across his wedding finger, with a delicate ‘S’ in the middle. “Please tell me that isn’t what I think it is?” He nods. “Permanent as fuck, baby. Would you like a matching one?” I blink at him in disbelief. “You’re a psycho, Finn. Why?” He grins and holds my hand in his, staring into my eyes. “Because somehow, I wanted to show you how serious I am
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