We were just friends, and kind of new ones at that. It happened to be my birthday when it happened. He came over for my party; took out a super-cheesy plastic ring, got down on one knee, and asked me to “not” marry him. I told him “Yes, yes I won’t.” I knew right then we were meant to be.
Postscript: We’ve been together for 12 years, and married for 8 of them with 2 beautiful kids.
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