“Neither am I.”
He took a shaky breath.
“For what it’s worth, I always thought you and Ryan were happy.”
“So did I.”
After the call, I opened the jewelry box again.
The silver friendship bracelet lay beside the anniversary bracelet.
I remembered Megan giving me hers.
We had been sitting at a restaurant after a long day of shopping when she’d placed the little box on the table.
“Open it,” she’d said.
Inside was a delicate silver bracelet engraved with the words “Sisters Before Misters.”
I’d laughed.
“We’re too old for this.”
“Absolutely not,” she’d insisted. “We’re going to be those two old women who still tell each other everything.”
I had hugged her.
I had meant every word I said when I thanked her.
The other bracelet had come from Ryan on our tenth anniversary.
He’d taken me to dinner and presented it to me after dessert.
The engraving read “Forever Yours.”
