He lunged forward, cradling the ring with trembling hands. The silver ring shimmered under the cold light—the very same one he had crafted with his own hands all those years ago.
The inner band was still engraved with both their names. As his thumb brushed over the surface, his vision blurred, and it was as if he could see Evelyn's eyes again, filled with love and sorrow.
The composure he had been feigning crumbled instantly. Hot, scalding tears fell onto the cold silver, filling the grooves where their names were etched. He had lost their child, and he had lost his love.
The empty room echoed with his uncontrollable, suffocating sobs.
After an unknown amount of time, his cracked phone rang. Dominic answered instinctively, desperate for good news.
"Mr. Kessler, this is the wedding pla
