He searched the house in desperation.
His ring was missing.
She remembers the call. His worried voice begging forgiveness.She brushed it off saying he'll find it before she got home. And he did.
He just never mentioned where he found it,embarrassed by what she would say.
Now she knows why.
Because he left his freaking wedding ring inside a mug.
The mug she currently is to be more precise.
"I love this beautiful oaf." Too bad she had no heart to feel it squeeze inside her non existent chest.
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