---- Panic flickered in his eyes at that. He reached for my arm, flustered. "Why? Did I do something wrong? I promise, I'll never do it again." Then, he pulled out a small box from his pocket. " Look! I had our wedding rings custom-made. Please, don't be upset." I wanted to speak. However, the only thing that came was tears. "Tali, talk to me. What's wrong? You're scaring me," he pleaded. He pulled me into his arms. I could hear his heartbeat against my ear. Just as I began to calm down, his phone rang. It was none other than Nellie White. In an instant, everything inside me collapsed again. Ambrose released me and stepped back before ---- answering. Moments later, his expression darkened. "Something came up at the hospital," was all he said. With that, he grabbed his jacket and rushed out the door. I stared at the ring he'd left on the bed. It was shaped like a four-leaf clover-Nellie's favorite design. So, was it ever really meant for me? No. Just like Ambrose's love, it had never belonged tome.