He picked up the ring, looked at me, and scoffed,
"Claire, don't you get tired of this? You say you're marrying someone else, but this ring is my size."
His gaze was cold.
"Enough. Apologize to Megan when she comes out. Once she finds someone who'll take good care of her, I'll marry you."
I looked at him calmly.
"I won't apologize for something I didn't do. Besides, my wedding date is already set."
He didn't catch the last part. Megan called out in pain from her room, and he could no longer spare me any attention.
As he passed me, he snorted, "Claire, we can talk about getting married when you're ready to apologize to Megan. Let's see how long you can keep being this stubborn!"
He walked away. A passing nurse noticed the blood on my arm and stopped in alarm.
