He’s not my boyfriend anymore

Last night, as thousands of fireworks lit up the sky, my boyfriend did something that changed our relationship. I was in a bad mood that evening, so while he ran off with his friends to light up some fireworks of their own, I decided I’d rather stay in the car by myself and be grumpy.

After a while, he came back, got in the car with me, and asked me what was wrong. I told him I was cold and wanted to go home. He told me: “you better cheer up, or I might not do what I’ve been thinking about doing”.

“Yeah? What’s that?”, I asked, thinking it was something silly, like snowball fights with his buddies.

Turns out, he had something else planned:

proposing to me. And he did it, right there in the car.

So no, he’s not my boyfriend anymore. He’s my fiancè.

Happy new year.


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