"Show us your most precious rings," Atticus tells the store manager.
Brent nods and nervously guides us to a private room with their priciest rings. The collections were beautiful, but I couldn't see anything that caught my interest. I wanted a ring that would make me feel closer to Atticus. And none of these were doing that for me. I knew that Atticus wanted me to choose a ring quickly so that he could get this over with, but I couldn't do that. I wanted to at least love it before I allowed him to spend all that money on me.
"Choose what you like." He says softly. I don't want to be the only one to choose; I would also like his opinion. But would he give it to me?
"Which one do you think would suit me?" I ask him. "I'm looking, but I don't think I see anything I want with me for the
