Page 110 of Single Wish
I looked at the photo again and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. The dollar amount at the bottom was damn close to six figures. “Congratulations, Mags. That was some ring, huh?”
“Historical significance, blah blah, nothing I wanted weighing me down, so yeah, I sold it. At first I swore I didn’t want anything remotely connected to Felix, but I changed my mind. I want to put it in a college fund for Addie if you’re okay with it.”
My mouth fell open. I hadn’t priced a college education lately, but this would go a damn long way toward covering it. Further if we invested it wisely.
“If you don’t want it because of the source, I get it, but here’s where I landed on that. Felix did everything he could to come between us, and this ring was at the heart of it. But guess what? It didn’t work. We won. We’re together and happy. He’s alone and miserable. There’s a kind of poetic justice for us to use the proceeds for good, for our family. For Addie. Because I get a sick pleasure from turning what he did out of evil intent into something joyful and full of love.”
Hell. I couldn’t seem to find my voice because I was so overcome with love for this woman.
“You know what?” I said as soon as I could speak. “A few weeks ago, I swore to myself he’d never come between us again. And like you said, we won. He didn’t. It’s a perfect ending, Mags.”
“So you like the idea?”
“No. I fucking love the idea. This could be life-changing for Addie. And I agree about poetic justice. While he rots in his personal hell—in a different town—we’ll be building a life and a family full of love. It’s the best revenge in the world.”
“The very best.”
We sealed our lips again, a promise of a future full of love.