I married a prisoner for money while he was serving a twelve-year sentence — but after his conviction was overturned, he came to my apartment with a black box and said, “Now it’s my turn to be honest.”

thought I’d lost everything.”

I smiled faintly.

“And I thought I was marrying a stranger for rent money.”

He laughed softly.

“Neither of us understood what we were getting into.”

“No,” I agreed. “We certainly didn’t.”

Then he reached into his pocket.

When I saw the small velvet box, I raised an eyebrow.

“Julian, please tell me you’re not bringing another mysterious box into my life.”

He laughed.

“No secrets this time.”

He opened it.

Inside was a simple platinum ring with a beautiful diamond.

I stared at him.

“Our