Sure enough, Travis pops open the box and there’s a diamond ring inside. The gem is enormous and my friends and family let out a stunned gasp of awe.
“Holy shit!” someone says.
“Is that thing eight carats?” I hear Leslie whispering to Frank.
But it doesn’t matter. My fiancé could have proposed with nothing but a plastic ring from a carnival fair and I would have accepted. After all, we met long ago at the Corinthian Fair, in the back of a barn with a stallion as our witness. And now? Things are different, but our love will never change. I fell for a handsome cowboy cum CEO long ago, and now, our adoration for one another will be cemented forever.THE END