Chapter 4

I picked up the rings and caressed the cold ring bands, as memories came flooding in like waves, submerging me.

Three years ago, Jaxon and I had just graduated, penniless but madly in love.

We started our cohabitation in this old rental apartment.

At first, Jaxon worked as a salesman in a small company, with a base salary of only 600 dollars a month. With commissions, he could bring home 1,000 dollars a month.

Back then, we were living on a tight budget.

We had to meticulously budget every expense, from rent and utilities to groceries and daily necessities.

I…