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"Hey, looks who's sitting up."

Fergal said as I smiled.

"Getting better."

I weakly said.

"Yep."

Fergal said. He was being really distant and I had no idea why.

"You okay?"

I asked Fergal.

"Um, can we talk?"

Fergal asked.

"Sure."

I said as I fidgeted my ring. The ring is so beautiful. It's everything I've ever wanted.

"I think we should break up."

My heart stopped.

"What?"

I asked him.

"I'm sorry, Pam. I just can't do all of this."

Fergal said as he looked at all the machines I'm hooked up to.

"So why the hell did you propose?"

I snapped at him.

"I'm sorry Pamela."

"You're really going to throw 19 fucking years away?"

I wheezed, my chest feeling like it's on fire.

"I'm sorry. Can I have the ring back."

Fergal asked.

"Yep. Take your fucking ring back. I don't wanna see you again."

I said as I threw the ring at him. Fergal walked out of the room as I started to sob. What the hell went wrong? He was so supportive! What did I do wrong?