Chapter 11 - I DID NOT TAKE THE RING BACK TO THE JEWELER IMMEDIATELYFor weeks, it remained in my safe.
Not because I hoped to propose later.
Because I did not know what to do with it.
My sister Amelia asked:
“Are you keeping six carats as a trauma pet?”
“Apparently.”
“Healthy.”
“Thank you.”
Eventually I returned to the jeweler.
He asked whether I wanted to sell.
I said:
“Not yet.”
Then I realized how ridiculous I was being.
The ring was not destiny.
It was a purchased object representing a plan that no longer existed.
We sold it back through the jeweler’s resale program.
I lost money.
Fine.
No symbolic donation.
No dramatic throwing it into a river.
May you like
Diamonds are expensive carbon.
They do not deserve theater.
