my engagement ring |
to satisfy the curiosity of those baffled how cris popped the question, uhm, it wasn't anything like nikki's. cris and i had a massive argument last year that turned ugly. i broke up with him, if not almost. on the eve of my birthday, he asked me to marry him with a ring. and he was drunk! your guess is as good as everybody's: i said "no". he insisted that i took the ring, left it actually, then he sadly walked away. or did he pass out?
of course, you know we got back together. but i have never worn that ring since then. it reeks of a lame proposal, well, to my skyscraping romantic standards. plus it was miles too big for my ring finger, even bigger than my thumb. but a ring is a ring, so i thought it's worth keeping. so, how did we got engaged again?
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