He stared blankly at the ring. His thumb rubbed his own as if reminding him that he was still tied by that symbol of their union. Even though he took it off to go on patrol every night, every time he came home, he automatically put it back on.

He tried to will his legs to move, but they just got shaky on him. He couldn't make himself cross the room, so he managed a few unsteady steps to an arm chair. He sank into the seat and slumped.