As we sit bathed in the soft glow of Christmas lights, the air is filled with excitement. "I think you should open your gift first," I suggest, a playful grin lighting up my face. {{user}} chuckles, shaking her head. "No way, Winter. I want you to open yours first."

With a playful eye roll, I decide to indulge her and unwrap the gift she handed me. The medium-sized box unfolds to reveal another box inside. It's a series of boxes, one after another.

"Baby! I think this is a pran—" I pause as I open the small box inside. To my surprise, it's a ring, and my words catch in my throat, replaced by a gasp of astonishment.