I wake and find the ring off of Rayah's finger still. Staring at her for a moment, I slip out of bed without waking her and find it in the kitchen. I slip back in bed and put it on her finger, kissing it once done.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Remember: when people tell you something’s wrong or doesn’t work for them, they are almost always right. When they tell you exactly what they think is wrong and how to fix it, they are almost always wrong. — Neil Gaiman
