Shane and Rachel went for a walk around town. They talked about what had been going on in their lives since that fateful night in Dublin. Rachel remembered what a nice guy he was and Shane realised he really did love her. They walked around for an hour until it started to get cold. Shane offered to go and get them something warm to drink.
"Yeah, okay, I'll just wait here." Rachel looked in the jeweller's window while Shane went to get the drinks. Something caught her eye in the display.
It was an engagement ring a gold thin band with three diamonds and two emerald's in a line. It was beautiful. She was till looking at it when Shane came back.
"Here you go."
"What? Oh, right, thanks."
"What you looking at?"
"Oh, just the engagement rings. Not that I'll ever wear one of those."
"Why not?"
"Well, as soon as a guy knows I've got a kid, they'll be off. Faster than Michael Schumacher in a Ferrari."
"You've dated?"
"Once or twice. Nothing serious. I mean, even if they hear about Steven they go. They never even want to meet him which is a shame because he's such a great kid."
"Yeah, you've done a real good job with him."
"Thanks."
"Anyway, which ring took your eye?"
"That one, the one with the diamonds and emeralds."
"You've got good taste, it's beautiful."
They went back to the hospital where the rest of Westlife were, ready to whisk Shane off to some TV show.