The Engagement Ring Sting

I thought my girlfriend was cheating on me. Not a joke. I was mentally already

single. She started dressing nicer. Like… suspiciously nicer.

Even her pajamas had effort. She smiled at her phone. A LOT like literally

90 minute like watching a football game. Smiled like taxes just got cancelled. One night,

I asked her, “Who are you texting?” She said, “No one.” That’s when I knew.

It was someone. The next day, she said, “I need some space.” Space.

The most dangerous word in a relationship. So I followed her. Like a very good responsible adult.

She walked into a jewelry store. I panicked. Is she buying gifts for him??