I stopped in the doorway, hand flying to my mouth.

The room was transformed. Dozens of candles flickered on every surface, casting warm golden light across the walls. Rose petals scattered across the bed, the floor, creating a path to where we'd spend our first night as an engaged couple. Soft music played the song from our first wedding.

"You planned all of this," I whispered, tears already starting.

"I've been planning this for months." He came to stand behind me, arms wrapping around my waist, chin resting on my shoulder. "Waiting for the right moment. Hoping you'd say yes. Terrified you might say no."

I turned in his arms,...