61 He put the ring on my finger.

Mera.

I hold up my own hand, feeling like I'm missing something important on my ring finger.

I put my hands up, then he took my hands and pulled me up off the couch.

He was so strong that I fell into his arms. I giggled and wrapped my arms around his waist, feeling the warmth of his arms before I let go of him.

He took a ring, held my hand and said to me, "Will you wear this ring?"

I nodded happily, "I do."

When he put the ring on my ring finger, the size was surprisingly just right.

"How did you know the size of my finger?" I asked curiously.

"Secretly measured it while you were asleep." He answered me with a smile.

Turns out he had been thinking about giving me a ring for a while.

I held up my left hand and admired it in the light. It was the most beautiful ring in my heart.

He takes my hand and places it on his lips for a soft kiss. I feel his deep love for me.

"Now it's your turn to put the ring on my finger." He slipped the other ring into my hand.

He couldn't wait t