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I sat down on one of the white leather couches in the lounge, and pulled the square black box out of my pocket. I’d bought this ring a month ago. I’d wanted to propose to her as soon as the divorce was through. I’d realized I was doing the six months thing again. I was going to marry the girl that had stolen my heart.
But that was just it. It hadn’t been about anything other than the fact that she’d stolen my heart.
The diamond in the center threw off tiny bits of light that danced across the wall. It was set among a line of smaller stones. The ring was gold, Nadine’s signature jewelry color. I clipped the box shut and leaned back. There was no way I was going to be able to figure this out now.
My phone woke me up.
“Hello?” I asked sleepily. Who the hell called at this time? When I looked at the clock I realized I’d slept past ten. I did a quick count on my fingers. It was my day off.
“Can we meet up?” Nadine’s voice rang clear through the speaker, and I was wide awake immediately.
“Of course,” I said. “Where?”
She directed me to the park. I jumped in the shower and got dressed in record time, pulling the same pants on as the day before and finding a shirt on the floor. I was at the park not even half an hour later.
Nadine’s green car was already in the parking lot overlooking the lake. I got out and walked to it. When she saw me she got out, too.
She looked tired, like years had passed, not just two weeks.
“I got your money. I can pay you back but you have to come to the bank with me because I don’t know what to do.”
“I don’t want the money back,” I said. Just you, I added silently.
“We agreed it was a loan. I got your money so I don’t owe you anything, and we can part without anything between us.”
I shook my head, jamming my hands into my pockets. The little box with the ring in it was still in my pocket.
“Can we talk about what happened?” I asked. Nadine looked away. I hated how guarded and switched off she was. “Just to explain my side?”
“Fine, Richard,” she said in a tired voice.
“We were in the process of getting a divorce. We’d been separated for months by the time we met. It was just a question of getting the papers through.”
“Why didn’t you just tell me?” she asked.
I took a deep breath. “Because I was scared I was going to lose you. I didn’t want to burst the bubble we were in.”
“So you think this is better?” she asked, and when she looked at me her eyes were shimmering, tears welling up on her lower lid.
“It’s not,” I said softly. “It’s a living hell. I was wrong, and I’m sorry. If I could go back and fix it all, I would.”
Nadine hung her head, and I risked touching her. When I put my hand on her shoulder, she leaned against me. Only her head touched my chest, but it was more than I’d hoped for, and the warmth and familiarity of having her close to me again was like coming home.
“I miss you,” she said so softly I wasn’t sure I even heard it.
“Please can we try again?” I asked. She looked up at me, her eyes full of uncertainty and fear.
“I don’t know how I can believe everything is just alright now. How do I know I’m the only one? How do I know I won’t be setting myself up for another heartbreak?”
I clenched the ring in my hand, squeezing the little box hard. It was now or never. Do or die.
I took a deep breath, squeezed my eyes shut, and pulled it out.
Nadine frowned and took it from me, opening it. Her eyes widened when she saw the ring, and she looked up at me.
“What…?”
“I want to marry you. Because you're the only one for me.”
She looked at the ring, running her finger over the diamonds. She shook her head slowly.
“I don’t know…”
“I’m not just going to leave again, Nadine. I want to be there through everything for you. I want to be the man you and Trevor both need. I don’t want to lose you, ever again.”
“But what about
I sat down on one of the white leather couches in the lounge, and pulled the square black box out of my pocket. I’d bought this ring a month ago. I’d wanted to propose to her as soon as the divorce was through. I’d realized I was doing the six months thing again. I was going to marry the girl that had stolen my heart.
But that was just it. It hadn’t been about anything other than the fact that she’d stolen my heart.
The diamond in the center threw off tiny bits of light that danced across the wall. It was set among a line of smaller stones. The ring was gold, Nadine’s signature jewelry color. I clipped the box shut and leaned back. There was no way I was going to be able to figure this out now.
My phone woke me up.
“Hello?” I asked sleepily. Who the hell called at this time? When I looked at the clock I realized I’d slept past ten. I did a quick count on my fingers. It was my day off.
“Can we meet up?” Nadine’s voice rang clear through the speaker, and I was wide awake immediately.
“Of course,” I said. “Where?”
She directed me to the park. I jumped in the shower and got dressed in record time, pulling the same pants on as the day before and finding a shirt on the floor. I was at the park not even half an hour later.
Nadine’s green car was already in the parking lot overlooking the lake. I got out and walked to it. When she saw me she got out, too.
She looked tired, like years had passed, not just two weeks.
“I got your money. I can pay you back but you have to come to the bank with me because I don’t know what to do.”
“I don’t want the money back,” I said. Just you, I added silently.
“We agreed it was a loan. I got your money so I don’t owe you anything, and we can part without anything between us.”
I shook my head, jamming my hands into my pockets. The little box with the ring in it was still in my pocket.
“Can we talk about what happened?” I asked. Nadine looked away. I hated how guarded and switched off she was. “Just to explain my side?”
“Fine, Richard,” she said in a tired voice.
“We were in the process of getting a divorce. We’d been separated for months by the time we met. It was just a question of getting the papers through.”
“Why didn’t you just tell me?” she asked.
I took a deep breath. “Because I was scared I was going to lose you. I didn’t want to burst the bubble we were in.”
“So you think this is better?” she asked, and when she looked at me her eyes were shimmering, tears welling up on her lower lid.
“It’s not,” I said softly. “It’s a living hell. I was wrong, and I’m sorry. If I could go back and fix it all, I would.”
Nadine hung her head, and I risked touching her. When I put my hand on her shoulder, she leaned against me. Only her head touched my chest, but it was more than I’d hoped for, and the warmth and familiarity of having her close to me again was like coming home.
“I miss you,” she said so softly I wasn’t sure I even heard it.
“Please can we try again?” I asked. She looked up at me, her eyes full of uncertainty and fear.
“I don’t know how I can believe everything is just alright now. How do I know I’m the only one? How do I know I won’t be setting myself up for another heartbreak?”
I clenched the ring in my hand, squeezing the little box hard. It was now or never. Do or die.
I took a deep breath, squeezed my eyes shut, and pulled it out.
Nadine frowned and took it from me, opening it. Her eyes widened when she saw the ring, and she looked up at me.
“What…?”
“I want to marry you. Because you're the only one for me.”
She looked at the ring, running her finger over the diamonds. She shook her head slowly.
“I don’t know…”
“I’m not just going to leave again, Nadine. I want to be there through everything for you. I want to be the man you and Trevor both need. I don’t want to lose you, ever again.”
“But what about
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