It seemed unobtrusive enough to take the ring and try it on just to see if it would fit.
How was I supposed to know that it would.
Or that I wouldn't be able to take it off once it was snug around my finger?
I gripped the ring, pulling it with all my might. "Umm...it seems to be stuck." I say to the woman as I look up.
The gleam in her eye has my mouth going dry.
"Oh," she says calmly with a smile that sends chills down my spite. "It's not supposed to come off."
-Inspiration from a random encounter today
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