Something old
Twirl a ring. My little reminder of the one I love.
The wedding ring belonged to Edward's grandmother once. A ring of ever lasting bonding from her husband, Edward wanted to pass it on to me.
He promised me at least 60 years of togetherness just like his grandparents. If we lived longer then that was just bonus years we could look forward to.
He wanted to be the old couple still holding hands as they walk down the street. Unfortunately his promise didn't live up to fate, we didn't even get to reach 5 years.