Rashid

Zayed and I spent the rest of the morning heading into town and getting our suits—rented, something I’d never done in my entire life—and Lyla’s ring.

I hadn’t exactly liked any of the styles inside of the jewelry case, but at such a last-minute notice, I suppose I couldn’t be that particularly choosey. While I wanted to shower her with a ring that was custom-made and had time and thought put into it, I settled ...