The Solitaire Story

I was purchased as an engagement gift. I was going to be the tie that was to bring two people together. The salesperson gift wrapped me in a shining pink paper and put a pretty bow on the box. He wrapped me so tightly that I could hardly breathe and was left gasping for breadth. I kept hollering but nobody could hear me. Being a tantalizing 3-carat gold solitaire, I was not used to being treated so shoddily!

We reached our destination before dusk. At home I was taken out of the box and was displayed to all the guests who had come for the occasion. Oh, how I loved being the cynosure of all eyes. I was passed around and admired for the house was crammed with people. What a pandemonium! For everybody wanted to be the first to touch me. Most of them articulated their merriment by applauding.

The ceremony was held in a plush hotel that was aesthetically decorated. The bride to be was in awe of me during the exchange of rings and lo behold! That’s when I first laid my eyes on him. The groom to be acquired a simple yet elegant ring wrought in white gold and that piece of work took my breadth away!

I was head over heels in love with Mr White Gold, but was utterly petrified of betraying my feelings.

There was an atmosphere of joviality and the couple waltzed the night away while I wallowed in utter despair. Suddenly I heard a soft chuckle that made me light-headed. It was none other than Mr White Gold himself. He was scrutinizing me with a look of complete amusement and affection. I finally mustered all my courage and told him about my feelings for him. He acquiesced and my happiness knew no bounds. I had finally come home! A match truly made in heaven.