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    “I’d prefer not to spoil the surprise by sending these to her now. I want the moment to bepletely unexpected, just for her.”


    Lizzie shed him a reassuring smile, her eyes twinkling with mischief.


    “Don’t worry, I’ve got it covered. Just wait, you’ll see.”


    Rachel was startled by the sight.


    “Lizzie, why did you take photos of so many rings?”


    “I’m nning to buy one. Can you help me choose?” Lizzie asked.


    “You need to select a ring with your special someone for it to be meaningful. I’m afraid I can’t help you with this one.”


    And so, Lizzie’s n failed.


    She shrugged and looked down sheepishly.


    “Sorry, An. Rachel refused to choose.”


    “No worries. It will be a surprise if we choose it ourselves.”


    The two of them wandered around the store until something finally caught Lizzie’s attention.


    A ss cab was showcased in soft, golden light, and on the top shelf sat a navy velvet disy. Nestled inside was a pair of simple wedding bands adorned with tiny diamonds that sparkled like stars. Lizzie was instantly captivated.


    “An, look at this pair,” she eximed.


    An approached and peered at the items in question. Indeed, they looked exceptional. Compared to other ornate wedding rings, these were remarkably simple. The diamonds were so tiny, they were almost imperceptible without direct lighting.


    Yet, this pair was carefully preserved in the most precious and distinctive spot on the second floor.


    “Is there a story behind these wedding bands?” An asked.


    The store manager smiled as he walked to the other side of the counter.


    “You have a keen eye, Mr. Vance. These bands are considered the treasure of our store. They may not be the most expensive, but they are the rarest, all the more so because of the meaning behind them.”


    “Can you tell me more about them?”


    “These wedding bands were custom-made thirty years ago,” the manager exined. “They weremissioned by a Mr. Ellis, and they are in excellent condition to this day.”


    “Could we take a closer look?”


    The manager carefully extracted the woman’s band with a soft satin cloth and held it under the light.


    “When Mr. Ellis ordered them from our main store, he requested magnolia patterns to be engraved on the inner side of the rings. Look at these hollowed-out sections…”


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