Inside Lyra's office, the man moved to the table and placed the box.He opened it and she almost gasped.Lyra held her breath as her eyes moved through the content.Different shapes, and designs of wedding rings sat there, catching the light with effortless grace. Some were big brilliant diamonds placed on gold or diamond-encrusted bands, others had smaller stones, while a few were made entirely of polished gold. They were oval-shaped, princess cut, round… wedding rings all crafted with precise, intentional artistry. Twelve rings in total. Four on each row, three on every column. She opened her mouth, closed it. Then opened it again.“There's a note inside,” Dale said.Instantly, she reached for the note without speaking.‘My wife had a problem. She didn't like the ring I gave her, so I acted. Since you didn't pick one that day, I thought at least you'd like one of these. Maybe one for each month we're married. Or each year, or each decade. Haha, just kidding. I look forward to see
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