porcelain bowl on Ruby’s coffee table and watched until the paper burned away to nothing.
“I wanted the life that paper would have bought me. I’ve worked for it for years.” Then I turned to her. “But then I found you, and I knew that a life without you wasn’t a life worth living. Nothing matters without you, Ruby. Not money, not the con, nothing. I’m sorry for what I did, and I hope you can forgive me. I love you, and I’ll spend as long as it takes to prove it.”
“You love me?” she asked, her eyes suspicious but lit through with what I prayed was hope. “Why should I believe you?” she asked, almost breathlessly.
“I just set nine figures on fire. That has to prove something.”
She looked at the pile of ashes and then back at me.
“Nine figures?” she asked.
I nodded.
“I guess that’s a start,” she said, and then she smiled.
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
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