[She whispers, admiring the way the three rings look on her finger. The way their hands are joined puts a soft smile on her face, and Chrissy can't help but bring their hands up toward her mouth so she can kiss his. She isn't sure what word is more than perfect, but she knows that their rings fall into some kind of cosmic alignment territory.
These are the rings they're meant to have.]
I was thinking I could get the band from your finger sized down to fit me. I like the look of all three of them together.
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[She whispers, admiring the way the three rings look on her finger. The way their hands are joined puts a soft smile on her face, and Chrissy can't help but bring their hands up toward her mouth so she can kiss his. She isn't sure what word is more than perfect, but she knows that their rings fall into
some kind of cosmic alignment territory.
These are the rings they're meant to have.]
I was thinking I could get the band from your finger sized down to fit me. I like the look of all three of them together.