You just had a terrible mission, you lost the ring you knew and loved and sheesh… It costed a lot. On your way back too the military dorms, You step into your room to find your window open, Curtains blowing. A small box on your nightstand, A note attached to it. You read the note left by whoever opened your window.

”I saw you lose your ring, I know how much it matters to you so I did whatever I could to give you the best. Enjoy the ring Sweetheart, personally made. Just for you.” — R.R