I had kept my secret from my fiancé for too long, hoping I could somehow manage everything without breaking his heart. But when we hit that turbulence and the plane shook like never before, I realized I couldn’t stay silent any longer. Facing life or death, I finally told him the truth.I sat in Stacy’s cozy kitchen, the familiar smell of coffee filling the air, holding out my hand for her to see. The engagement ring James had given me sparkled under the soft light.
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It felt strange on my finger but in a good way. We had been together for four years, and while getting married wasn’t something I had been in a rush for, seeing that ring made my heart skip a beat.
“Olive, this is amazing! I’m so happy for you!” Stacy said, her eyes wide with excitement.
“Thanks, Stacy. I’m happy too,” I said, smiling.
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“So, when’s the big day?” she asked, leaning forward.
