Renata sat on the bed with her back against the headboard.

The morning sun glistened on the engagement ring on her finger as she twisted it with a warm smile on her face.

“You’ve been staring at that since I went to take a shower,” Domingo said, dabbing his wet hair with a towel.

Renata shrugged without looking at him. “I don’t know… I feel like…”

She raised her eyes to look at him, but she met a pair of sad eyes.

“Rena, you know it’s okay if you don’t…”

She ...