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May I?
Alison took a seat across from Dr. Merritt, still feeling unsure about everything. The man didn’t waste time with small talk. His eyes, slightly magnified by thick glasses, were fixed on the ring. “May I?” he asked, and she slipped it off her finger without a word. He placed it gently beneath his magnifying lamp and leaned in so close his nose nearly touched it.
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