We talked all through the night about a lot of things, and I won’t bore you with details, but I think it suffices to say we were definitely better than okay by morning.



We then fell asleep exhausted, and afterward, we sat out by the little pond behind our house.


I whispered in her ear, “I wanna go somewhere tonight.”
“That sounds amazing. Where to?” Grace asked
“Well, that’s my little secret. It’s the kinda place you get dressed up to go to, though.”
She looked at me like I might have gone crazy. As you might have imagined, I haven’t been the king of spontaneity lately. There’d been enough of that caused by things outside of our control lately that it was enough for both of us.
Then she smiled and said “Okay, but this better be good if I’m being forced to wear a dress.”
Then we cuddled and snuggled and kissed and did what we always did. Deep down, though, my heart felt like it was going to bust out of my chest.


That night, when we both were dressed up, we got in the car and headed for the aforementioned planned destination. When I parked in front of one of the fanciest restaurants near here, Grace raised her eyebrows, looked impressed, and said “You sure you got the directions right?”
“I’m sure,” I said, and flashed a nervous smile.
“Wow, this place looks amazing.”
“The most amazing place, for the most amazing girl. You deserve it.”
She blushed and said, “That’s not true! And you deserve it, too.”
“You are the most amazing person I’ve ever met, Grace. You sell yourself short way too much.”
I kissed her then, and I was so nervous my hands were shaking.
“Are you okay? You seem a little shaky," she asked, concerned.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just cold. Let’s go in.”

We ordered, ate the most amazing dinner we’d had in a long time, and after the dishes were cleared, as we were getting ready to leave, I said “Hold on a minute.”

“Okay, what am I missing?”
“Grace, earlier when I told you that you were the most amazing person I’d ever met, I meant it. A lot of times things haven’t been easy, but we’ve always been there for each other, no matter what. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I hadn’t had you there with me. If I had my way, I’d spend every moment of every day with you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you more than anything in this world, and I was wondering, will you marry me?” I was so nervous I could feel my heartbeat in my ears.
I reached into my pocket pulling out the box, and slid it across the table to her.


“Oh wow, Vlad, oh my God,” She whispered, taking the box.


She looked up at me, smiling, tears in her eyes and said “Yes, a million times yes, I will marry you! I love you so much." She then opened the box and holding the ring up, admired it. "It's perfect, babe, it's perfect."


She slid it on her finger, and touched it gently, unable to control her smile.


She stood up and threw herself into my arms, and I was on top of the world.

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Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I thought it was high time for a little optimism :lovestruc
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I tried to make my pictures look decent this chapter, so I hope they were better.
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Please comment, I love to know what you all think!
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One revelation I made during this chapter. Why in the heck do Sims wear their engagement rings on their middle fingers?