She decided to stop by one more time at her house. And still clutching the ring in her hand she knew she had just one more chance to convince her that she was sorry. Shane opened the door after just two knocks. Shane knew that she would be back, at least to give back the ring. That ring that held so many promises so many wishes for the future was held by Carmen. A heavy silent dragged the door open.

"Can I come in?", said Carmen.

"Yeah"

Carmen walked past the familiar scent and down the shaded hall to the living room. As Shane walked reluctantly to the nearest chair she gave a heavy sigh. She wouldn’t look at the person she loved but hated. She couldn’t help but be angry. Carmen on the other hand couldn’t stop and look at the one she hurt. She couldn’t stop crying for days and her eyes show just how much she is sorry. 

"I’m sorry"

Shane said nothing. What could she say? The tension was thick and the ring started to cut through Carmen’s skin as she held tight in that two carat diamond ring. 

"I’m sorry Shane. Look at me please."

Shane picked her head up and stared at Carmen with expressionless eyes. At this Carmen stood, frustrated and tears starting to form again she walked over to Shane, kneeled down and looked at her. 

"I’m sorry, look I still have your ring. I want to marry you. Please forgive me."

The ring laid motionless in Carmen’s hand and as Shane sat staring, she couldn’t help but remanise on the very first day that ring shined out of its prefect box.

Shane stood outside her black jeep waiting for Carmen to step out of her apartment. She was so nervous replaying her proposal in her head all the five mile drive. She convinced herself at the store that this was the prefect ring and that tonight would be the perfect day to ask the woman of her dreams to marry her. She had everything planned. Carmen and Shane had reservations at the restaurant Carmen always wanted to go. She was going to say something so romantic and slowly open that perfect box which held the perfect ring for the perfect woman.