DH booked us into a hotel in the city because it was my birthday and took me out to my favourite restaurant. I had convinced myself earlier that it was going to happen, and then spent the evening convincing myself it wasn't going to happen because I didn't want it to spoil the evening I did it so well that when DH started to tell me how much I meant to him, I kept interrupting him and agreeing with things he said until he finally reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring that he had chosen himself, got down on one knee and proposed. Was so so beautiful and I wouldn't change a thing.
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