The ring brought tears to gis eyes. It was the most perfect ring ever.
His mother’s. Given to her by his father on their fiftieth wedding anniversary. He had said, “Son, this ring that I’m buying for her took a lot of sacrifice. But it is all worth it. She made me who I am. I can’t thank her enough for allowing me to spend my life with her. I want you to promise me that you’ll give this ring to the person you are sure you want to spend your life with. Like for me, it was your mom.”
A week after his father died, they received a letter from the bank saying that his ancestral house had been sold and the money had paid off the loan provided by Wedding Jewellers.
Now, sitting on one knee, he looked at the miracle in front of him. He knew it was it.