This could not be happening.

When you said you had a business meeting to attend to, Barry thought that would greatly leave him to his duties for the night; until he was alerted of a lab break-in.

Fists hit hidden flesh, punch after punch. He'd managed to tug off the glove of his opponent. It was inconsequential at first, but then he saw it.

A silver band on their finger glinting in the light. The same ring he had proposed to you with. This had to be some coincidence, right?