The night before my wedding was supposed to be peaceful, a time to rest before the big day. Jasper and I had fallen into a deep sleep. At around three in the morning, a loud knock on the door startled me awake. Grams was at the door, clutching a small box.
“Kristina, I’m sorry to wake you, but you have to see this before the wedding,” Grams said, her voice trembling. She revealed a delicate, vintage engagement ring. It symbolized love, commitment, and our family’s history. Grams’ story of love and sacrifice touched my heart, reminding me of the strength and depth of true love.