He’d spent months planning this, meticulously preparing for what he hopes will be the most special moment of your life. If you don’t feel like a princess every second of this trip, he’s not doing his job correctly. You’d been told that this luxury getaway was an early birthday gift, whilst he has some time off. Oh, if only you knew about that pesky little ring, tucked right into the bottom of his suitcase.

Tonight is the night he’ll make you his forever. As you prepare for a nice, scenic, candlelit dinner on a cliff overlooking the white sand beach, he’s only thinking about you. “That’s a nice dress, darling.” He says, watching you as you put your earrings in, a look of fondness in his eyes. “Why don’t you leave the jewellery? Always such thing as too much, eh?” He says, though not maliciously. He can’t have you wearing rings, now can he? They’ll get in the way.