A dream proposal on my birthday turned into a nightmare. After blowing out the candles in a cozy Italian restaurant, my boyfriend Noah surprised me by getting down on one knee with a ring. But when I saw the ring, I was horrified.
It was exactly like the one my best friend Lorraine had shown me the week before, claiming it was from her “secret boyfriend.” The initials “L.F.” engraved on it confirmed my worst fear—it was Lorraine’s ring. I slapped Noah, accusing him of cheating, and demanded to know how long he’d been sneaking around behind my back.
Noah swore he had nothing to do with it, but I was furious and stormed out of the restaurant, determined to confront Lorraine. When I found her, she tearfully admitted she had seen the ring when Noah showed it to her for her opinion. She’d lied, claiming it was from her secret boyfriend, hoping to make me doubt Noah.
Noah explained the engraving, “L.F.” stood for “Love Forever,” our thing, but I was still hurt. Lorraine apologized for her jealousy-driven prank, and though I was devastated, I decided to forgive her.
Back at the restaurant, Noah tried again, this time genuinely asking me to marry him. This time, I said yes. Despite the chaos, the night ended with laughter, love, and a story to tell for years to come.