{ADAM}

As soon as I open the box, my fucking hands will not stop shaking.

I look up at her, and she's already thrown her gaze somewhere else, totally avoiding my eyes.

"Hermione. Look at me. Please," I say, holding her hand tight.

She finally turns, and I wish I could read the emotions on her face.

"This isn't a new ring. It's the same one. The one I put on your finger the first time, when I was too much of a bastard to know what it really meant."

My chest feels heavy, there's ...