My Wife Thought I Was Still Deaf

The day I took my wedding ring to the jeweler to get it resized, the appraiser stared at it through his magnifying glass for a long time.

He looked up, frowning. "Sir, is the name engraved inside this ring your wife's?"

I froze.

I had worn this ring for five years. I never knew there was anything written inside.

Three years ago, an accident left me deaf in both ears. My right hand was ruined, too.

Because the ring was swollen onto my finger, I could never take it off to look.

"What does it say?" I asked, my voice slightly raspy.