I Wish I Loved You

21: Ooh, Do We Have...

21: "Ooh, Do We Have Any Twinkies?"

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[Anastasia's POV]

"So, I got you this b-"

I interrupted Tyler, "Wait, you're not taking it back already, are you? I literally just got it."

He and I were in his apartment laying on our backs, on his bed. I held my hand in the air, palm facing the ceiling, and we both admired the blue topaz ring in my finger. The band itself was a rose gold color, the jewel was beautiful and small, but I loved it nonetheless. I even insisted to keep this one, though Tyler promised to get me a big diamond once we were out of college.

He chuckled, "No, I'm not taking it, in fact, I promise never to take it away. But, you have to promise me something too."

"Anything you want."

"You have to promise that you will never take it off if you don't have to."

"Never, I love it and I'm never taking it off. Even if I accidentally get pregnant and my fingers swell up to the size of my face, this ring stays on my finger." He stayed quiet, looking over at me, "What?"

"Nothing. I'm just happy you feel that way..."

I met his gaze and gave him a gentle kiss, "And I'm glad you proposed... finally."

"Finally? We're twenty-one, we've only been dating two years."

I shrugged, "Age ain't nothing but a number and time ticks on."

Tyler rolled over so that he hovered above me, but rested on his elbows so that all of his body weight wasn't on me. It caused me to let out a squeal of surprise, he gave me a face that made me laugh.

"I'm sorry, that was just unexpected."

"Good. Don't apologize though, you never have anything to apologize to me about..." In a more lighthearted tone, he said, "And I am getting you a diamond, no matter what you say."

"Well then, I guess I'm wearing both, because- like I said- this ring's not coming off."

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I twirled the beautiful blue and rose gold ring on my ring, it was actually quite enticing. I loved it. I felt that emotional attachment, yet I didn't know why; I had no memory of getting it or the love I felt for the man that gave it to me. I didn't love him, I didn't remember ever loving him, and that made wearing the beautiful object feel wrong.

So, for that reason, I took it off.

After setting the ring on the shelf above the television in the bedroom, I went into the kitchen- unable to stand looking at it anymore. I felt a little guilty.

I was shuffling through the fridge when Tyler walked over. It didn't take him long to notice the change.

"What are you doing, Anastasia? If you're hungry then I should make you something."

"Really, can I get an omelette?"

"Um, no." I saw him glance at my hand, "I'll - uh, I'll make you some pancakes if you want." I shrugged and mumbled, 'Sure.' before retiring to the island. Tyler grabbed his materials at set them on the island before starting. "So what happened, did you, uh, did you lose the ring?"