My Son’s Fiancée Demanded My Emerald Ring After Rejecting My Gift

When my son Brandon got engaged to Alice, I was thrilled. She’d always seemed polite, smart, and a good match for him.

As a jewelry maker, I decided to celebrate with something special a custom sapphire-and-diamond ring designed just for her.

At a family dinner, I presented it in a velvet box. Alice opened it, looked at it briefly,

 

then glanced at my hand. “That one,” she said, pointing to my emerald ring.

“That should be the engagement ring. It’s perfect and it should be an heirloom.” I was stunned.

That emerald ring was one of the first pieces I ever made, filled with personal meaning. Calmly,

I told her it wasn’t for sale, trade, or gift. She rolled her eyes and, after a tense silence, stormed out.

The next day Brandon called, angry. “You could’ve just given it to her.

You have so many others,” he argued.

I explained that it wasn’t about the jewelry it was about respect.

Demands aren’t the same as requests,

and dismissing a handmade gift was hurtful.

A few days later, Alice showed up at my door, teary-eyed. She admitted she’d been “a spoiled brat” and apologized.

I accepted but told her plainly:

“In this family, special things are given with love not taken.”

Whether she truly learned from it or just wanted to smooth things over, I don’t know.

But my emerald ring stayed right where it belonged on my hand,

a reminder that boundaries matter as much as love in a family.

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