Floating

Lucia was floating. She felt as though there were a pocket of air between her and the ground. She looked at her lap and could hardly believe it. There was a ring on her finger. Yes, she had said yes. She had never thought about what kind of ring she wanted before, but this... This was it. It had a pigeon's blood ruby surrounded by tiny white diamonds. The gemstone arrangement was nestled in a thin gold band that looked like two strands of metal woven together. She loved its simplicity and brilliance. It reminded her of fire.

Michael took her hand in his and laced their fingers together. She looked at him. He was sitting with one leg crossed over the other, a tablet resting on his knee, supported by one hand. All his attention was on the tablet.