On our one-year anniversary of dating, Lorne proposed to me.
In front of all our friends, he cried his eyes out while his hands shook as he slipped the ring on my finger:
"Xanthe, you're finally my wife."
"I was so afraid someone would steal you away. We're finally getting married."
I couldn't help but laugh at him.
My eyes were misty too.
I thought I saw a familiar figure at the proposal ceremony. When Catalina noticed, she quickly sent security to escort Fabian away.
I remembered a saying, "When you truly like someone, you just want to marry them as soon as possible, afraid they might not want you."I nod firmly.
After the proposal ceremony, Lorne's group of brothers come to meet me one by one.
Actually, it's not really a first meeting. Back when I started dating Lorne, he had already introduced me to everyone around him.
This guy who rarely posts on social media started sharing photos of us together every few days.