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There aren’t enough words in the dictionary to describe it.
This woman, this perfect angel, has swooped into my life and changed everything I thought I knew about myself.
I thought I was happy. I thought I had life all figured out, but I was fucking miserable before I met her. I just didn’t know it because I had nothing to compare it to.
I couldn’t bring Masters or Seb shopping with me. This is just so deeply personal and something I never thought I would be doing.
I need to do it alone.
“Can I help you, sir?” the shop attendant asks.
“Uh.” I frown, still looking at all the rings on display. “I’m just trying to get some ideas, although I’ve no idea what I am looking for.”
“You’re getting engaged?”
“Hopefully.” I smirk to myself.
“Soon?”
“I plan to ask her on Christmas Eve.”
“What a wonderful time of the year. Does she know?”
I shake my head. “No, it’s a surprise.”
“How wonderful. I’ll leave you in peace, but please call me if you see anything that catches your eye. We also have a jeweller who can help you design the ring of your dreams.”
“Okay, great. Thank you. If he has a moment to spare, I’d like to speak to him, please?”
“I’ll see if he’s around.” She disappears out of sight.
I keep looking through the cabinets. I wish I could ask Sheridan for her opinion. She’s always been my confidant.
I miss her.
Not the sex, I don’t miss sleeping with her. I miss her friendship but I know that one comes with the other and it’s not possible to have her in my life anymore.
But at moments like this, when normally she would be the first person I would call for an opinion, her absence is all around me.
It makes me sad, if I’m honest.
Ten years is a long time.
“Hello, sir.” A man smiles, appearing behind the counter. He holds his hand out to shake my hand. “I’m Cyrus, the designer.”
“Hello.” I smile.
“Stephanie tells me that you’re looking for an engagement ring.”
“Yes. It has to be a perfect diamond and extremely feminine, not chunky. It can’t be too big, she hates flashy. It needs to be understated and classically beautiful… just like she is.”
He smiles brighter. “She sounds special.”
“She is.” I smirk, my heart swelling with pride. “How she loves me, I’ll never know.”
* * *
Six hours later, I walk out of the elevator on my floor and see the ever-present guards by my door. I passed another two on the bottom floor, and there is someone with our cars in the basement parking bay at all times now.
