I fondled the small velvet contraption, tempted beyond belief to flick it open and admire its contents. Slowly, I thumbed at the seam of the box and gnawed at my lip.
Eventually, the temptation was too much. I flipped open the little blue box and felt my sanity slip through my fingers like so many grains of sand. Inside, there was a small ring with a gold band and a single diamond. I couldn't help as my finger extended and stroked the small piece of jewellery.
I couldn't fathom why Olly would have an engagement ring – let alone hide it.
A deep part of me knew that it was meant for me, but I couldn't wrap my head around why Olly would have a ring stashed away for me. Did we have that kind of relationship when we were younger? My scattered memories told me that we might have, but I had no
