Why do the windows have to be facing east?

The light streaming through my closed curtains at seven thirty in the morning was not welcoming. There is no use trying to get back to sleep now. It'll take another hour at the least to get some more shut eye.

I threw my arm over me eyes so that I can adjust to the light. For a Sunday morning, it's beautiful out. I took my arm off my face and notice that the curtains were open. That's strange. I thought I closed those last night.

Stumbling out of bed I went to the bathroom to do my normal routine. When I was awake and rejuvenated, I went to work on taming the mat of hair that I had acquired when I notice something. Something shiny. Something on my hand. My left hand. My left ring finger. All movements stop and I put my hair brush on the sink. I look at my hand and zero in on the ring. It was beautiful. Saying it was simple was not putting it lightly. It was heavy, too. A square cut diamond plastered on top of a platinum band covered in more sparkle. The diamond on top had to be at least one karat, if not bigger.

"Mike!" I yelled as I ran down the stairs. Mike Newton, my boyfriend of a little over a year, was in the kitchen standing over the stove with what looked like a spatula in his hand. He never cooked. He must be serious about the monstrosity he put on my finger while I was sleeping.

"Mike, what is this?" I asked him holding up my hand.

He turned to face me with one of the smiles he wears home when he's just won a case at work. He's been working in a temporary job offering slot at the law office in town and had just been offered a full time job about two, three months ago. They put him on some tough cases, but he's won every one of them. He must've been saving for a long time to get a ring like this.

"Yes darling?" He's being cocky. He knows what's up. Apparently he knows what I'm going to say. Let's play with him a little.

"What is this?" I hold up my hand for him to inspect.

"Well, it looks like an engagement ring. But I'm not a jeweler." Again he's being cocky; this time with his answers.

"I figured it was an engagement ring. Who would buy this though?"

"I think it's gorgeous."

"I guess if you like that sort of thing. It's nice though."

"You don't like it?"

"Nope. And … I just cannot accept you with this… I don't even have a word for it." Mike started to get a worried look on his face. I'm having so much fun with this.

I start to take off the ring and hand it to him.

"I think it's too early for this." I placed the ring in his hand.

"Wha-"

"Yes?"

He had the most petrified look on his face that it was almost too unbearable.

I caved.

"Yes," I told him confidently. I smiled. I'm sure it was blinding.

"Yes?" Mike looked in disbelief at me.

"Yes," I repeated nodding my head up and down.

Mike picked me up and spun me around so hard I almost fell out of his arms. He put me down on the ground and attacked my face.

"You had me going there for a moment, you know," he said as he put the ring on my finger.

"You shouldn't have surprised me like that. I almost had a heart attack when I was brushing my hair."

"I'm sorry. I just couldn't find the strength to ask you in person. Face to face. It was easier this way."

"How long have you been planning this," I asked as he went back to cooking me breakfast. He was making pancakes with chocolate chips.

"A while," he replied in a quite voice.

"Well, I'm glad you finally did."

"So, where do you want to meet, Alice?" I asked my best friend trough the phone. She had no idea that I wanted to meet her to tell her about Mike proposing. I know she be happy that I'm getting married; I just think that she won't be happy about the guy.

"I don't know. You pick and I'll just meet you there," she said in a defeated voice. This wasn't like my friend. Whenever I needed cheering up, she was always the first one I called. Whenever I had monumental news she was the first person I told.

"How about we meet at the Applebee's on the corner of McHafey and Laine? Sound good?" I asked through the phone.

"Yeah. I'll meet you there in five minutes." With that she hung up. I really wonder what has Alice down. I just hope that my marriage news would cheer her up.

Ten minutes later we were seated. The waitress came and we order some drinks.

"Um…can we have a couple glasses of champagne?" I asked the waitress as she left.

"Of course," she replied.

"Champagne?" I looked across the table to see Alice with a curious look on her face. "What's the special occasion?"

"You'll find out when we get our drinks," I assured her.

When our drinks arrived, Alice was practically bouncing in her seat.

"Okay, what's the news? Did you get that promotion? Are you moving closer? Are you pregnant? I swear that if you're pregnant I'm going to kill Mike. That boy wo-"

"Whoa, Alice," I said trying to stop her rambling. "Mike did not get me pregnant." I visibly saw her calm down. "It's much bigger than me getting pregnant." I reached into my purse and pulled out my engagement ring, slipped it on my finger, and reached for my champagne. I was able to get the glass to my lips before I heard Alice scream.

"Oh my God!" She lunged across the table. The people around us look like Alice and I had both grown a second head, but then they saw that Alice was looking at my hand, and then a round of congratulations was said. I thanked them and turned back to Alice. It took all my strength to keep her from ripping my hand off to get a better look at the ring. "He went to Tiffany's?" I nodded. "This boy's got taste."

She released my hand and grabbed a glass full of the bubbly drink.

"To Bella's engagement," Alice toasted. "May the process of planning come easy and effortless. And may her maid of honor be there to bug her along the way about every detail." I had to laugh at that last part. "Cheers." We clinked glassed and got to out lunch. Whatever had been bugging Alice earlier the thought was gone now.

"I'm so throwing a bachelorette party," Alice stated out side the restaurant. "It'll be the best one you'll ever have."

"I'm hoping it'll be the only one I'll ever have."

"Good. About the engagement party, what colors are you thinking about using for the wedding? Because I think that with that dark blue color you like so much with a white backdrop would look beautiful."

"Hold on, Alice. I think I need to discuss some things with Mike first. But I do like the idea of using that midnight blue color." She smiled and then went off on more wedding details as if she didn't even hear what I just said. I just shook my head at her.

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