The Waitress Who Changed Everything: A Ring, a Lost Love, and the Reunion That Took 23 Years – Page 5

“Excuse me, sir,” she whispered, her eyes widening. “That ring… it’s identical to my mother’s.”

Gael froze, his fork suspended in midair. “What did you just say?”

“My mother has one exactly like it,” she said, pointing with a trembling finger. “She told me only three of them were ever made.”

The restaurant seemed to fall silent. Gael’s heart pounded as he stared at her. Could it be possible?

“What is your mother’s name?” he asked again, this time barely breathing.

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