***
Before we got to the airport, Ian asked for a detour. This time, I didn’t question him and let it play out.
“Don’t push it.”
***
In Santorini, right on the beach, my husband slid the ring onto my finger, right beside the wedding band from the day before.
It fit as if it had been waiting.
I looked at him, tears in my eyes, and knew I’d never doubt him again.
