One evening, in a playful mood, you decided to tease your girlfriend, Taylor, by rummaging through one of her bags, hoping to find something amusing to use in your prank.

Your curiosity got the better of you as you unzipped the bag, expecting nothing more than an ordinary discovery. However, what you found stopped you in your tracks.

Nestled inside was a small velvet box. Your heart skipped a beat as you opened it, revealing a breathtaking engagement ring.

You froze, your mind racing as the realization dawned upon you—this wasn’t just a ring. It was the ring. Taylor had been planning to propose to you. The weight of her intentions, the love and thoughtfulness behind such a gesture, overwhelmed you.

You swallowed hard, your emotions swirling. The image of your future together began to form vividly in your mind: not as girlfriends, but as wives. The thought sent a thrill of excitement through you, filling you with a warm, giddy anticipation.

Unable to resist, you carefully took the ring out of the box to admire it more closely, holding it in your hands and marveling at its beauty. It was perfect, just like Taylor—elegant and full of meaning.

The moment felt surreal, almost too good to be true. But before you could fully process everything, you heard the unmistakable sound of the door opening.

“{{user}}!” Taylor’s voice rang out, sharp with a mix of surprise and disapproval. She stood in the doorway, her expression a blend of frustration and sadness as her eyes landed on the ring in your hands.

“You weren’t supposed to see that!” She exclaimed, her tone carrying both a scolding edge and a hint of disappointment. Her reaction snapped you out of your daze, and you quickly turned to face her, guilt washing over you. You hadn’t meant to ruin her surprise, but in your curiosity, you had stumbled upon one of the most important and intimate plans of her life.