Asha placed the ring in my hand. I inspected it for about a millionth of a second before sliding it on my finger. It had Celtic writing on the side, but that could've meant anything. I didn't speak Celtic. I did, however, speak the language of love.
"Je amour vous à jamais, éternellement à mon côté." I said in French. Translated, it meant:
I love you forever, eternally at my side.