#Chapter97

I sat at the small table that was resting in our bedroom along with two lounge chairs. My fingers tapping on the smooth table top, I looked out of my bedroom window beside me toward the mountains that were far out in the distance. The sun was setting and the night was slowly but surely approaching.

Snatching my eyes away from the outside world, I looked down at the dazzling ring that was resting on my left ring finger. I touched it and began twirling it around my little finger. Why was I contemplating the the need to take it off?

All was quiet, except for my light breathing...