The Buzzing I Pretended Not to Hear
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The ring had been sitting in my sock drawer for three weeks the night I finally looked at her phone.
It was a modest thing, a half-carat I'd financed in eleven payments, but I'd held it up to the kitchen window and watched it throw little fractured rainbows across the wall and thought, yes, this is it, this is the rest of my life. I'd been saving since spring. Skipping lunches. Telling Priya I couldn't do the weekend trips because work was slammed, when really I was hoarding every spare dollar like a man digging a tunnel.
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