Glass counters stretched in every direction, filled with rings, necklaces, and gemstones that glowed under the bright overhead lights.
The selection was overwhelming, but my choice wasn’t difficult.
I picked out two simple gold bands—one for Olivia, one for me.
The cashier, a slight man with a neatly-trimmed mustache and friendly eyes, placed the rings on a black velvet tray. He glanced at me and asked, “Would you like a saying engraved inside the bands?”
I hesitated, the thought never having crossed my mind.
I looked at Jack.
“It’s your choice,” he said, his voice warm. “Rodrigo is an outstanding jeweler. And I’d love to send you off on your journey with two rings of the finest quality and craftsmanship.”
I swallowed hard, deeply moved by his generosity.
Jack pressed his palms against the glass counter. “Is there a phrase you’d like inscribed? Something with meaning?”
My mind raced, sifting through words, searching for something perfect.
Then—suddenly—it hit me.
Forever yours, my beautiful flame.
Rodrigo snatched a pen, scribbling down the phrase with almost feverish enthusiasm.
Then he paused, glancing up. “And for the other ring?”
Heat rushed to my face.
I turned to Jack, silently pleading for help.
Without missing a beat, he stepped in smoothly. “I’m sure Olivia would want yours to say, ‘Forever yours, Roman.’”
Rodrigo grinned, jotting it down with satisfaction. “Excellent!” He clapped his hands together. “We’re not too busy today—I can have them ready for you this afternoon.”
Jack nodded, pleased. “Perfect. Roman’s leaving on his trip soon.”
Rodrigo’s eyes twinkled with curiosity. “And where will your travels take you?”
I hesitated, glancing at Jack.
He chuckled. “Italy. He’s going to Italy.”
Rodrigo’s entire face lit up. “Ah! Bellissimo!” He kissed his fingertips dramatically. “Declaring your love in Italy—there is nothing more beautiful.”
The overhead lights gleamed off the top of his bald head as he beamed at me. “I am honored to send you on your way with these rings.”
I exhaled, feeling a strange mix of nerves and gratitude.
Soon, I’d be leaving.
Soon, I’d be one step closer to Olivia.
And no matter what lay ahead…
I would return to her.
After leaving the jewelry store, Jack and I wandered along the sidewalk, weaving through the vibrant streets of Seattle’s downtown area, Wallingford.
