MY FIANCÉ PROPOSED WITH THIS RING—AND I HAVE

1. The Proposal

When he proposed, I expected magic — but the ring caught me off guard. “No diamond. No sparkle.” Just a dark stone surrounded by strange engravings. It felt old… and wrong. I smiled, but inside, something twisted.

2. The Discovery

A week later, while going through Zach’s childhood photos, I found a polaroid of him with another woman. On her hand? My ring.

“Who is this?” I asked.
“Her name was Camille,” he said. “She was my fiancée before you.”

He had never mentioned her. Then he told me the rest: Camille vanished months before their wedding. “The police searched for weeks. No leads. No body.” Later, the ring was mailed back anonymously. He kept it.

“And you thought it was a good idea to propose to me with that ring?”
“I didn’t want to waste it,” he said. “I thought maybe… it could have a new beginning.”

3. The Warning

Two nights later, a photo appeared on our door — of me wearing the ring. Scrawled across it: “You’re next. Return it.”

Police found no evidence. But something was clearly wrong.

4. The Truth Unfolds

We discovered Camille had been part of a secret occult society. The ring? Not just old — “an object of binding,” with dark origins.

Zach claimed he didn’t know. But I couldn’t trust him. I returned the ring to the authorities. We postponed the wedding.

Now, I wonder: Was Camille’s disappearance a coincidence… or a warning?

“Sometimes, the past doesn’t stay buried.”

If something feels off, trust your gut. Some stories were never meant to be worn.