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She makes a sound in the back of her throat. “If you must.”
“I must.” I nod once, before going and grabbing them from the closet.
“It’s not made for two,” Magnolia had told me when she found me hanging up some clothes in walk-in wardrobe that’s the size of a master suite.
I flicked her a look. “I think you’ll manage.”
She gave me a long-suffering one. “I think I won’t.”
“Oi, actually, speaking of posh shit, I got you something.” I walk over towards her.
“What?” She looks up.
Shrug. “Just some diamonds.”
I pull out a Harry Winston box.
She stares at it for a few seconds and then — if you can believe it — frowns. Shakes her head.
“I don’t want another ring,”
I shake my head back at her. “Listen, I’m not running the risk fifteen years from now you throwing in my face that I never bought you diamonds in the middle of an argument because I forgot to pick up milk on the way home.”
“What the fuck happens to you and I in the next fifteen years that we devolve so heavily that we’re forced to buy our own milk?”
Shake my head at how ridiculous she is.
“Besides,” she shrugs, “you’ve been buying me diamonds since we were fifteen…”
“So why stop now?” I give her a look.
“Because I don’t want another ring.” She holds her hand to her chest, keeping my crest ring tight against her.
She moves away from me and I open the Harry Winston box.
“No, put it away,” she growls and then double takes. “What’s that?” She peers over at it from afar. “Three cushion cut diamonds in a row?”
“Yes.” I nod.
“Custom designed?”
Roll my eyes at my living, breathing, pain in the arse. “Like you’d wear anything else—”
“Two carats?”
Give her a look. “Three.”
She purses her lips. “Clarity?”
“IF.”
She squints. “Colour?”
I scoff, offended. “D. Obviously.”
She puts her hands on her hips, huffs a bit.
“How did you know that’s my dream ring?”
