My Sister Wore My Engagement Ring Novels & Stories

“Did you just...” “Just what?” I asked, looking at my sister, hoping she would stop talking about how surprised she was at seeing us. “Got together,” she chuckled, pointing his lips to the engagement ring I had on my finger. “Fix your problem, Selene,” She said, standing up to continue setting the table. “Either you face your problem now or later.”

The scream was so loud that I winced, though I couldn’t help the amused smile spreading across my face. Jasmine started jumping up and down like a child on a sugar rush, her hands flapping excitedly. Shane leaned against the wall with a grin on his face, clearly entertained by Jasmine’s reaction. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” Jasmine squealed, rushing over to me and grabbing my hand to examine the ring more closely. “You’re engaged! You’re actually engaged! You’re going to be my sister-in-law! You’re going to be Luna!” “Jasmine, breathe,” I said, laughing.

“Renee, I love you, I need you now and forever and I’d do anything for you. Will you be my wife?” “I love you, Tom! Yes!” I burst into tears as Tom put the beautiful ring on me. It slid on easily as my finger was slick from the handjob I’d just given him. Everybody clapped as I sat up and gave my sister a closer look at the engagement ring. I knew then that I’d found my perfect man.

Then she held up her hand, showing off the enormous heart‑shaped pink diamond ring on her finger. Her face was full of pride. "This ring was personally given to me by Nathan at our engagement banquet. It symbolizes that our love is as eternal as a diamond." Her expression was filled with smug triumph, and every word she spoke mocked me that Nathan had never loved me. Everything back then had only been my wishful thinking. That was the truth. He had never loved me. The one he loved was Mr. Jones' sister. I paid no attention to Serena's ridicule. I quietly put my thin clothes back on and prepared to rest.

Her expression is unreadable. I speak before she can. “I need Sareena to know this isn’t real,” I say. “You probably don’t know, but I slipped an engagement ring on her finger right before she went through airport security. That’s the ring she wears around her neck. I’m serious about her, Gabby.” I lift my left hand. “And this one?” I flex my fingers. “It’s hers. It slipped off when she ran, and I’ve worn it every day since.” My grip tightens around the metal.

Daddy's voice rose to a high squeak at best as he followed her out of the pool to greet me. "Well if it isn't the wandering Cow," I said sarcastically, "by the looks of you I'd say that you finally lost that prized hymen you valued so highly. And what's this? No wedding ring!" "No," she replied, then gave me a peck on the right cheek, our way of being sisterly, and I pecked right back, "no wedding ring, but I do have three engagement rings. Does that count? "Only if you're wearing them," I snapped back.

A bitter smile appeared on her lips as she slipped the ring from her ring finger and put it in the drawer, feeling an emptiness from not wearing it. "Hey," her sister's voice startled her as she spoke from the doorway. "What are you doing? It looks like you were caught red-handed." "I was just finishing getting ready, idiot," she scoffed, her heart still pounding from the scare. "What do you need in my room?"

"Hello sister. I'm suprised you could make it. I thought you were too busy to attend?" "What do you mean by that. How could I not attend my own grandfather's birthday party. I was too busy looking for another dress to replace the one that aunt had bought for me since it for torn earlier. As lady luck would have it, I found this fabulous dress" she smirked as she could notice Susan's anger. "And who was the man that younger sister had walked in with earlier and why isn't he with you to meet mom and dad or have you forgotten that you're supposed to be engaged..."

they start to cry inconsolably while discreetly looking at the engagement ring on her right ring finger. The unfortunate woman intended to show it in an atmosphere of surprise, but she found her sister unconscious so she ended up forgetting. When leaving his sister's presence, going to the next room, he takes off the ring and hides it in one of the pockets. Soon after, she removes it and looks for the last time at the boy's name engraved inside it and puts it away again. When he returns to his room, already recovered, he says: