About a year ago, during our office Secret Santa exchange, Sarah, my friendly and seemingly
thoughtful coworker, handed me a small, neatly wrapped gift. Inside was a stunning silver ring
with a delicate emerald set in its center. I was genuinely touched. A ring wasn’t just a random gift;
it felt personal and meaningful. Sarah and I had always gotten along—sharing casual laughs over coffee
breaks, collaborating smoothly on projects, and even commiserating over our mutual dislike for early-morning meetings.
I wore the ring often. It became one of those accessories you forget you’re even wearing because it just feels right, like it belongs.
I never stopped to wonder why Sarah had chosen it or if there was more to it than met the eye. That was, until recently.
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