Vanity & Sin

The Ring

I got the ring back... FINALLY. One year ago my ring was decisively taken away from me by my in-laws because they felt I was unfit to be their son's wife. The ring is an heirloom from my husband's deceased father that he gave to my husband's mother. And she finally decided I could get it back. Go figure! I can't knock the ring though, it is 4 1/2 carats inlayed on 3 bands of 14k gold. That is my vanity speaking... and sinfully, I am glad I have it back. It will hurt more when I leave him. It's been another one of those weekends.. this time, it resulted in a fat lip, a slight bruise on the eye and some back pain and bruises... I fell, in my closet. That's the truth! Just with the assistance of a natural born asshole that thinks he's cute.

I'd much rather rip his heart out than just pack up and leave. So I will cherish the last days of this ring on my finger... I know he is petrified now, and I am at the advantage. He thinks I still love him.

I can be one vindictive bitch.