It was supposed to be a perfect birthday proposal, but everything went wrong. After I blew out my candles, my boyfriend Noah got down on one knee with a ring. But as soon as I saw the band, I slapped him across the face, furious. The ring was Lorraine’s — my best friend’s. I accused Noah of cheating, and the whole restaurant went silent.
Noah was confused, insisting it was for me, but Lorraine had shown me a picture of it days before, claiming it was from her “secret boyfriend.” I stormed out, confronting Lorraine, only to discover she had played a cruel prank out of jealousy. The ring wasn’t hers; it was a symbol Noah and I had always shared: “Love Forever.”
In the end, I apologized to Noah, and he proposed again, this time with the truth. This rollercoaster night ended with cheers, a proposal, and a lesson in forgiveness.
