Under the streetlight, they held each other close, their shadows stretching out on the pavement, looking every bit like two people hopelessly in love.
A cold wind swept through.
Max let Felicia go, but kept his arm around her shoulders. “It’s freezing. Come on, let’s sit in the car for a bit.”
He opened the back door, and Felicia immediately spotted a bouquet of roses waiting on the seat.
“Get in,” he said softly.
Felicia climbed inside. Max closed her door, then walked around and got in on the other side. The heater filled the car with warmth, and when he raised the partition, it felt like they were in their own private world. The scent of roses drifted all around them.
Max reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small jewelry box. He opened it and held it out in front of her. “Do you like it?”
Felicia glanced inside. It was a pair of diamond rings, beautiful and clearly expensive, the kind you’d only find at the best boutiques.
But staring at them, she felt nothing at all. She looked up at him. “So you came all the way here just to give me a ring?”
Max took her hand, gently pulling it closer. He set the box aside, picked up the women’s ring, and slid it onto her right ring finger.
The fit was perfect. Pink diamonds circled the whole band, subtle and elegant, easy to wear every day.
Max smiled. “Pink really suits you.”
Felicia pulled her hand away, turning her gaze to the ring. “Max, we’re not really a couple. Wedding rings don’t fit us.”
She slipped the ring off and placed it back in the box.
Max watched her, not looking the least bit surprised.
“You’re right. That was pushy of me. If you don’t want to wear it, that’s fine. We can wait until the time feels right.”


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