No. 4

The ring story

The rain had just stopped on an quiet August afternoon when I was called outside. I stepped onto the porch, turned around, and there he was. In that quiet little moment after the rain, he asked me to be his forever.

The rain had just stopped on an quiet August afternoon when I was called outside. I stepped onto the porch, turned around, and there he was. In that quiet little moment after the rain, he asked me to be his forever.