Their meetings were magical yet, always, one thing hurt her.
She hated that ring, there as a constant reminder that he belonged to another.
Tonight was no different......until he told her he had scratched her name inside. Now they both knew she was ALWAYS with him. The ring a promise to keep her always.
Flash Fiction - Each Friday, This group of flashers compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less. If you would like to join in the fun and games... post your story and report to the boss -G-MAN (http://g-man-mrknowitall.blogspot.com/) If you're not interested in contributing a story, feel free to read the other entries. I'm sure any comments you have would be appreciated.
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