In the high school of missed opportunities, we were like ships passing in the cafeteria. One night at a club, he asked me to dance, but I did my best "awkward penguin" move and blew him off. Fast forward a year of messaging – turns out, the dance moves weren't the deal-breakers we thought. He redeemed himself with dinner, and I decided to keep him around for the laughs and love. I knew I never wanted to leave!
Amidst the towering mountain peaks, he chose the final night of our trip for the grand proposal showdown. With two weirdos as our witness’, he chose to utter the sweetest words I ever heard "Well, will ya?". I, of course, made him beg and sweat before I finally I said “Yes”. It is the best decision I have ever made.