My Wife Lives in a Ring

I wake from dreams of home-cooked meals and family arguments—memories that shouldn't exist. Because I'm an orphan. I've always been alone. So who's that voice in my kitchen? Who's humming Mom's favorite song while cooking her signature braised pork belly? And why does the warmth feel so real when I know it's impossible? Something's living in my ring, something that knows my deepest wishes, and she's rewriting my entire reality one impossible memory at a time.