Prologue

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Prologue

It all started with a ring, the ring. The ring my father worked three jobs for two years to save up enough money to buy. The ring my mother dropped in her soup the night my father proposed because her hands wouldn't stop shaking with excitement. The ring that has seen the inside of every household pipe imaginable and the inside of my cat, Beezid (and came out in one piece every time). The same ring that was the only thing not destroyed by the fire that killed my parents and my cat. The same ring that would lead me to the most amaing place and the most amazing boy. The same ring that would put my life, and the lives of those I love, in the greatest danger.

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