The Day I Canceled the Ring

Summary

Five years. That was how long I’d been with Margot.

Then my father handed me an ultimatum: marry her, or end it.

I had brought up marriage three times.

The first time, she brushed me off.

"Toby fell and hurt his knee at home," she’d said, grabbing her car keys. "I have to take him to the clinic for an X-ray. We’ll talk when I get back."

The second time, she didn't even look up from her screen.

"Toby’s favorite limited-edition vinyl drop is opening downtown," she’d said, her fingers flying across her phone. "I have to get in line early to help him grab one. Don't be so impatient, Oliver."