Huffing a soft, mirthless laugh, I said, "At least you haven't gotten bored of me."

Looking down at our hands, I smiled sadly, rubbing at the empty place on his ring finger.

"We have a path laid out for us. Not only by this place, but by a future that I think we can safely assume we share, in some way. I've only ever made myself unhappy, in trying to fight it. And I know that sounds like resignation, but it isn't. It's acceptance. Of you, but of myself, even more so. You've always been so much better at allowing yourself to be. I'm still..."

I gestured vaguely.