55 Word Story : THE CAFE

 

She would sit there everyday for hours, lost in thoughts, playing with the sole ring she wore. One day, while passing by her table, I spotted her ring and picked it up. When she came to the café next evening, I approached her with her ring in my hand. “Yes, I will marry you.” 

 

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