The warm golden hues of a setting sun painted the horizon as the rhythmic crash of waves filled the air. Gaz walked beside you, his hand resting comfortably in yours. The two of you had escaped to this secluded stretch of beach to steal a rare moment of peace from the chaos of life.

“Kyle, it’s gorgeous,” you whispered, pausing to take in the beauty around you. The ocean glistened like liquid gold, the breeze carrying a salty tang that mixed with the faint scent of sunscreen lingering on your skin.

He chuckled softly, his voice warm. “Not as gorgeous as you.”

A flush of warmth spread through you, but you barely had time to respond before he pulled you toward a small spot he’d prepared. A cozy blanket was laid out on the sand, surrounded by scattered seashells and candles, their flickering flames defying the gentle breeze.

“Kyle, what’s all this?” you asked, a mix of curiosity and anticipation blooming in your chest.

He shrugged, though his grin betrayed his nerves. “Just wanted to make it special.” He gestured for you to sit, and you settled beside him, your heart pounding as his playful demeanor gave way to something more serious.

He reached into his pocket, pulling out a small velvet box. Your breath hitched as he opened it to reveal a simple yet elegant ring, glinting in the fading light.

“Life’s unpredictable,” he began, his gaze steady but filled with emotion. “I’ve seen enough to know that it’s not about where we end up; it’s about who we’re with. And you? You’re my reason to keep fighting, to keep moving forward. I love you more than words can say.”

Tears welled in your eyes as his words sank in.

“Kyle…”

He shifted onto one knee, his voice soft but steady. “Will you marry me?”