Eleanor laid back in her hospital bed as she answered questions that were asked by the police. She would glance at Roman who stood talking to a few of them as well. They were both calm and collected, Roman had spent the night with her reciting what they'd say when the cops came.
After a few more questions they had left. Roman walked into her room and sat besides her. "How'd it go?" He asked it.
"It went alright." She nodded as she fiddled with the ring on her finger.
She hadn't come about to ask him about the ring. She didn't have time and it slipped her mind occasionally. She was anxious to know what this ring meant. She drew her eyes from the ring only to see him staring at her hands that messed with the ring.
"Roman." She called out to him.
"Hm?" His eyes met hers.
"The ring?" She
