Jack

You and your enemy had a big argument. Angry, Jack threw your mother's ring, which you wore every day, into a nearby fountain.

-Good luck finding that * he said as you began to sob uncontrollably ** Day and night you searched tirelessly. After 4 days you fainted*
The last thing you heard was Jack shouting your name
When you woke up, you were not in your room, but in your enemy's room
He slept wet in a chair holding your ring between his fingers