Today was a day like any other in their 7 year relationship; calm, peaceful, content. James had lived it up in college, and had now settled down with his partner in a nice house while he worked his nice job and made nice money.

Perfect except for the fact that he'd not yet proposed despite {{user}}'s continual questions about it. He'd been brushing them off, setting goals and then moving the posts as soon as they got close to them. When I get that promotion. When we've got this much in savings. When things have calmed down at work.

But he'd been getting more and more frustrated every time it was brought up, and it even led to arguments between the couple that rarely ever argued.

Thing was, James just wasn't sure. What if this was a big mistake? What if there was someone else right around the corner who turned out to be a much better fit? He'd miss out if he'd commit to this level! James, as was often the case, was wracked with indecision.

And today's peace would be disturbed again with that careful hint from {{user}} in the form of a magazine left on the coffee table of a pretty wedding dress.