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Stella hummed the tune to herself, the words replaying in her mind. It was a catchy little ditty, a love song that felt strangely prophetic. She had heard it on the radio some weeks ago, and it had stuck with her ever since. The lyrics were simple, almost childish, but they resonated with her in a way she could not explain.

"Baby, take my hand

I want you to be my husband

'Cause you're my Iron Man

And I love you 3000

Baby, take a chance

'Cause I want this to be something

Straight out of a Hollywood movie."

She sang along softly, a smile creeping onto her face. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror, her eyes sparkling with excitement and nervousness.

She and Steven had been together for three years. Three years of laughter, shared dreams, and unwavering support. They were inseparable, the kind of couple people envied. But there had been a spark in his eyes lately, an intensity that made her heart race. Her girlfriends swore he was planning a proposal.

Stella loved the idea of a surprise proposal. A grand gesture, something straight out of a romantic comedy. But a part of her was also terrified. The thought of spending the rest of her life with Steven was exhilarating and overwhelming.

She still remembered the day they met. It was a casual Friday night, a crowded bar filled with the usual suspects. Steven had bumped into her, spilling his beer. The ensuing chaos had led to laughter, shared stories, and an instant connection. From that night on, they were inseparable.

Steven was everything she had ever wanted in a man. He was kind, intelligent, and had a wicked sense of humor. He was her best friend, her confidant, and her lover. She could not imagine her life without him.

"I see you standing there

In your Hulk outerwear

And all I can think

Is where is the ring

'Cause I know you wanna ask

Scared the moment will pass

I can see it in your eyes

Just take me by surprise."

But as the days turned into weeks, Stella was becoming increasingly anxious. She had started to notice subtle changes in his behavior. He was more attentive and more thoughtful. He had even started hinting at the future and talking about buying a house and starting a family.

She tried to play it cool, but her heart pounded whenever they were alone. She could not help but notice herself frequently gazing at Steven's hands, silently pondering whether he adorned a ring. She often meticulously dissected his every utterance, fervently seeking out concealed implications.

Her friends were convinced that a proposal was imminent. They had spent countless hours speculating about the details, from the location to the ring. Stella tried to listen, but her mind was racing. She wanted to be surprised, but she also wanted to be prepared.

"And all my friends they tell me they see

You planning to get on one knee

But I want it to be out of the blue

So make sure I have no clues

When you ask."

While watching a movie one evening, Stella leaned on Steven's shoulder. She could feel his arm tighten around her, and she closed her eyes, inhaling his scent. At that moment, Stella knew this was exactly where she was supposed to be. No matter what happened next, she was happy.

The restaurant was dimly lit, with soft jazz music playing. It was their favorite cozy spot to relax and enjoy each other's company. As they were seated, Stella noticed his hands were shaking slightly. She tried to ignore it, but her heart was pounding fast. They ordered their food and engaged in casual conversation. But Stella could not focus. She was too busy analyzing his every move. He was acting strangely, more nervous than usual. She wondered if this was the moment she had been waiting for.

As the main course arrived, Stella took a deep breath. She tried to relax, to enjoy the moment. But her mind was racing. She was so focused on the possibility of a proposal that she could barely taste her food.

Steven reached for his glass of water, and her heart skipped a beat. Stella saw him glance at her, a look of indecision in his eyes. She held her breath, waiting for the next move.

Then, it happened. Steven reached into his pocket. Stella's eyes widened. This was it. Her heart was pounding so hard she thought it would burst. She squeezed her hands together, trying to stay calm.

"Stella," Steven began, his voice trembling slightly. "I have something to say..."

Before he could finish, Stella uttered suddenly, "I do!"

The restaurant fell silent. Everyone was staring at them. Steven's jaw dropped. Stella's face turned a deep shade of red. She had ruined everything.

The rest of the dinner was awkward, to say the least. Steven was clearly stunned, and Stella was mortified. They tried to laugh it off, but the damage was done. The romantic atmosphere had been shattered, replaced by a sense of embarrassment.

As they walked home, the silence between them was deafening. Stella felt like a complete idiot. She had ruined the perfect moment, whatever it was supposed to be. She had taken control of the situation, and it had backfired spectacularly.

"I'm so sorry," she mumbled, barely audible.

Steven sighed. "It's okay," he said, but his voice lacked conviction.

They walked silently for several minutes, the only sound the crunch of leaves under their feet. Finally, Steven stopped and turned to face her.

"Stella," he said, his voice gentle. "I was going to ask you to marry me. But you know what? I don't need a perfect moment. I only need you."

Stella's heart melted. She threw her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. "I love you," she whispered.

Steven held her tightly, kissing the top of her head. "I love you too," he replied.

They stood there for a long time, just holding each other. In that moment, everything else seemed unimportant. The failed proposal, the embarrassment, none of it mattered. All that mattered was that they were together.

While walking the rest of the way home, they talked about their feelings. They laughed about the fiasco at the restaurant and made plans for the future. By the time they reached their apartment, they were both smiling.

The proposal had not gone as planned, but, in the end, it did not matter. What mattered was the love for each other. And as they stood on their balcony, looking out at the city lights, Stella knew she had found her happily ever after.

"Now we're having dinner

And baby you're my winner

I see the way you smile

You're thinking about the aisle

You reach in your pocket

Emotion unlocking

And before you could ask

I answer too fast."

The days following the dinner were a whirlwind of emotions for Stella. The initial embarrassment had faded, replaced by a sense of relief and anticipation. Steven handled the situation with grace and understanding, and their relationship deepened as a result.

They talked about the incident often, laughing about Stella's impulsive outburst. Steven confessed that he had intended to propose that evening but was relieved they had engaged in an open and honest conversation about their feelings. He said he felt closer to Stella than ever before.

Now that the pressure of the proposal was behind them, they could fully immerse themselves in savoring each other's company. They spent weekends exploring new restaurants, hiking in the nearby park, and binge-watching their favorite shows. It was a simple, uncomplicated happiness that Stella cherished.

However, the memory of the failed proposal lingered in her mind. She could not shake the feeling that she had ruined the perfect moment. She wanted to make it up to Steven and give him the proposal he deserved.

"And all my friends they tell me they see

You planing to get on one knee

So now I can't stop thinking about you

I figured out all the clues

So now I ask."

One evening, as they were curled up on the couch, watching a movie, Stella had an idea. She started planning a surprise for Steven that would be truly unforgettable. Stella spent hours browsing online, looking for inspiration. She wanted to create a moment that was both romantic and unexpected.

Weeks turned into months, and her plans began to take shape. Stella booked a weekend getaway to a secluded cabin in the woods. She planned a romantic dinner, complete with candlelight and their favorite wine. And she ordered a custom-made ring, the perfect symbol of their love. As the day of the surprise approached, her excitement grew. She was nervous but also exhilarated. She could not wait to see his reaction.

The cabin was everything Stella had hoped for. It was a cozy, secluded retreat surrounded by towering trees. They arrived on a Friday afternoon, and as soon as they stepped inside, Stella could feel the stress of everyday life melting away.

Steven was immediately captivated by the cabin's charm. He explored the surrounding woods while Stella busied herself with preparing dinner. She had spent hours perfecting the menu and was confident thinking Steven would love it.

As the sun began to set, Stella lit candles throughout the cabin. She set the table for two and placed the ring in a small velvet box. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding with anticipation.

When Steven returned, he was greeted by the soft glow of candlelight and the delicious aroma of food. He looked at Stella, his eyes wide with surprise and delight.

"This is amazing," he said, taking her hand.

They had dinner by the fireplace, sharing stories and laughter. After dinner, they walked outside to stargaze. As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Stella felt a sense of peace and contentment.

She turned to Steven, her heart pounding. This was it. The moment she had been waiting for.

"Steven," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "There's something I want to say..."

She took a deep breath and got down on one knee. Steven's eyes widened in shock.

"Stella," he stammered, his voice filled with disbelief.

Stella opened the box, revealing the ring. "Will you marry me?" she asked, her voice barely audible.

Steven's face broke into a wide smile. "Yes," he said without hesitation. "Of course I will."

He pulled her into his arms, and they kissed passionately. As they stood there, surrounded by the night sky's beauty, Stella knew this was the perfect moment.

The proposal was perfect. It was intimate, romantic, and filled with a love that had only deepened over time. As Steven slipped the ring onto Stella's finger, a sense of overwhelming joy washed over her. They spent the rest of the evening lost in each other's eyes, their hearts filled with a love that seemed to grow stronger with every passing moment.

The following days were a whirlwind of excitement. Stella and Steven shared the news with their families and friends, who were overjoyed for the couple. They planned a small, intimate engagement party to celebrate with their closest loved ones.

As the reality of their engagement began to sink in, Stella and Steven started to discuss wedding plans. They had always dreamed of a simple, outdoor ceremony surrounded by nature. They envisioned a rustic, bohemian-style wedding with soft colors and plenty of greenery.

Planning a wedding was more stressful than they had anticipated. There were countless decisions to be made, from the guest list to the menu. But even amidst the chaos, Stella and Steven were happy. They were building a life together, and every decision they made was a step closer to their happily ever after.

As the wedding day approached, Stella found herself feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. She was eager to marry the love of her life, but she was also apprehensive about the upcoming changes.

Steven's demeanor was contrasted with Stella's as he remained composed and steady. Embarking on a new journey with Stella filled him with eager anticipation. He exuded a quiet confidence, knowing they would confront and conquer obstacles as a united front.

Amid the wedding planning, they made time for each other. They went on dates, took long walks, and enjoyed each other's company. They knew that their relationship was the foundation of their marriage, and they wanted to make sure it was strong before they took the next step.

As the wedding day drew closer, Stella was reflecting on their journey together. Their eyes first met across the dimly lit, bustling bar, and from that moment, an undeniable connection sparked between them. When navigating through conversations and laughter, they were drawn to each other in a whirlwind of emotions. This whirlwind eventually led them to engage in a serene, secluded cabin, where their love for each other bloomed amidst the tranquil surroundings. But through it all, their love for each other had only grown stronger.

While standing at the altar, Stella looked at Steven and knew she was marrying her best friend, her partner-in-crime, and the love of her life. The warmth of their shared memories and the anticipation of a lifetime together overwhelmed her with joy. Gazing into Steven's eyes, Stella felt a sense of belonging and peace, knowing they were on this incredible journey together. The officiant's words were mere background noise as they exchanged their vows, promising to support and cherish each other through all the adventures and challenges that life may bring. It was a moment she would cherish forever.

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