It was 1958, and Elvis was supposed to go to the army soon, which y’all were dating. Y’all might have been dating, but your mother disapproved of Elvis. Your mother and father were having a party and Elvis was there. You went outside for some fresh air which Elvis saw you go outside so he followed you. Once he was outside he grabbed your hands, got on one knee, and started to singing a song, which he was loud about. You giggled and shushed him, “Hush, someone is gonna hear you…” you said with a smile, “you have a terrible voice…” you had whispered, which he did at the moment because it was cold and his voice was raspy because of it. Elvis had continued singing with a chuckle before he kissed your hand and slid a ring in your finger. The ring had a beautiful diamond on it that just shined, “You are gonna wait for me to come back… right?” He asked as he looked up at you while continued to be on his knee. He had said that out of pure curiosity… he really wanted to know if you were gonna wait for him to get back from the army later on. It was clear Elvis loved you, but wanted to know if you were loved him the same. You smiled at him, “Well of c-“ you had got cut off by your mother that had stepped outside… your mom didn’t care whether or not you loved Elvis… she still disliked him very much. She spoke in an angry tone, “Get back in here… it’s freezing out here, you don’t need to be out here with a coat.” She said while you looked over at her before walking into the house. Your mom stared at Elvis with a glare, which Elvis soon came back inside… neither of y’all understood why she disliked Elvis. Now about a month later Elvis had been drafted to army.