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but I she probably just doesn’t feel that comfortable with me yet, so I just have to wait. A tap came on my shoulder, glancing back up I saw Crystal holding a ring out in the palm of her hands. “It’s a friendship ring, we all have one and since our news roomie has passed the test you get one too.” She smirked slowly grabbing my hand and putting it on my middle finger right next to the one Zander gave me. “Test? What Test?” I questioned growing my eyebrows together in a Scooby-Doo face, confused on what she was speaking about.

Rings on our fingers. No contracts. No pretending. Just forever, starting right now.

I glanced at the glittering jewels on screen, then at the cheap cup set in my arms, and let out a hollow laugh. Perhaps in Simon’s eyes, I really was just a tragic joke. Their foreheads touched in the video, then their lips crashed together. The obscene, wet sounds of their kiss echoed jarringly through my speakers. [Oops~ Just so you know, after your little wedding show, Simon will be marrying me legally. Remember, the woman without the certificate is the real mistress~]

"But for you? It's completely free!" As I walked back into my apartment and locked the door, my phone buzzed again. Ray, "Use it twice a day. Put it on the corner of your eye and gently massage it for three minutes." Ray's unexpected kindness sent a sudden jolt through my chest. I rubbed the faint scar near my eye, and my wolf let out a soft, rumbling purr. I never felt this way before. What was this?

"Later, Alyx." I walked back upstairs after locking the door. I was still home by myself. I was thinking about calling my Dad to see if everything was alright. I heard my phone ringing when I reached the top of the stairs. Jillie It's Jarren I know you Can Hear Me Pick Up The Phone Pick Up The Phone Jillie It's Jarren I know you Can Hear Me Pick Up The Phone Pick Up The Phone I smiled to myself. I loved my friend's customized ringtones. We'd decided to make them for each other instead of trying to find a song.

"Ah fuck, Ambrose. Harder." "Shit, Matt. You feel so good, fuck." "Harder, please. I'm going to cum." The sounds of pounding and moaning echoed in the room, filling the air of the empty night. It didn't take long for Matthew to cum all over his chest and- *ring* *ring* *ring* Matthew groaned in annoyance and blindly grabbed his phone before answering it. "Hello?" He groggily answered.

"Rings, sir" "Rings?" "Wedding rings" I clarified. "We can also have other jewelleries but the side but I thought of something more eye-catching and in use these days" Mr Pitt turns his attention fully to me. "Explain why you think wedding rings best fit this category, Jonathan" "If you think about it; people get married everyday or sometimes they might just want to gift their loved ones a simple necklace or earring" I explained. "That's why I think my suggestion best fit the bill"

I don't have any, I believe all colours have a role to play and should be loved equally. The ringtone of my new iPhone, the first of many gifts that came from Brandon before the wedding cuts through my thoughts and I happily leave the mirror. Standing there didn't do as much good for me as it usually did. Speaking to myself in front of a mirror before a big day has always had this magical effect on me. Except for today.

I was even surprised when Ali and I went to the coupled rings. "Hey, what's that?" "Coupled ring. It's like we're wearing something. You're about to enter the university again and even though I'm with you, I still want you to have a ring so that anytime someone approaches your men and sees that we have a coupled ring, avoid it immediately they," Ali replied. "What if they don't go away?" "I'll just beat you up. You can, eh!" I lightly punched his arm. "It's crazy!" We chose a simple ring. It was white gold with an infinity design and we even put our names on it. 'Ember' on Ali's ring, while 'Alistair' is on mine.

The enormous solitaire diamond ring worth an unfathomable fortune was still sitting on the table. If Mia put it on, Sebastian would claw her face and throw her into a basement, leaving her to die from her injuries. If Lorraine wore it, Sebastian would send her tumbling down the stairs, leaving her body shattered and wracked with pain before death. If Vivian put it on, Sebastian would drown her in a bathtub, leaving her bloated and unrecognizable before dumping her back at the Lowe residence. And if I wore the ring, I'd face the cruelest death of all.