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James Rowland's plain silver ring, the one he never took off, was missing. His friend posted a lost-and-found notice in their group chat. [Whoever finds it gets to ride shotgun with James and spend the night with him.] Over three hundred messages flooded in, girls cooing and signing up. I had finished my shower, wearing his favorite white silk camisole, standing at the bathroom sink. I bent down and picked up the silver ring from the crack in the tile floor. My heart was full of joy. How should I go about asking him for credit? Would he reward me? I held the ring under the light and saw the two letters engraved on the inside. It was E.L. Not C.G. Not my initials for Chloe Gardner. It was Evelyn Lane, his first love, who had returned from abroad last week.