The ring signified a wedding; I didn’t even know I had.”
Marriage was on my mind, and it was only one night away. One final bash, before I was no longer free.
The night was made better by a beautiful woman that took an interest in me. Anna. We drank and danced, had a great night. I thought that was it.
Then I woke up in her bed. The morning of my wedding and there was now something on my finger. A ring. A wedding ring and Anna next to me.
What the hell happened?
Maybe a mistake was good. It may be the best thing that ever happened to me.
