My husband, Oliver, loved hurtful pranks, despite my objections. One day, I turned the tables with the help of his brother, Mike. It all started on a romantic boat cruise when Oliver suddenly claimed he had an affair. Blinded by rage, I threw my rings into the ocean, only to find out it was a cruel prank. Oliver panicked, revealing the rings were a family heirloom.

After we docked, Mike greeted us with a “SURPRISE” sign and handed me the rings. Oliver was confused until I explained that Mike had suggested replacing my rings with fakes after hearing about Oliver’s prank. Mike wanted Oliver to understand how hurtful his jokes were.

Oliver was shocked but finally realized the impact of his actions. He promised to stop playing with my emotions. “I get it now. I promise not to play with your emotions anymore,” he vowed.

Later, Mike emphasized, “It’s about understanding how your actions affect others.” Oliver nodded, apologizing sincerely.

From that day, our relationship grew stronger. Oliver kept his word, finding new ways to enjoy our time together without hurtful pranks. Weeks later, Oliver admitted, “I still can’t believe how real it felt when you threw those rings.”

“Now you know how I felt,” I replied. He grinned sheepishly. “I’ve retired from the prank business.”

Mike laughed, “Thank goodness!”

Under the stars, Oliver looked at us, filled with love. “I’m lucky to have you both. I’ve learned my lesson.”

Our bond, now stronger, assured me we could face anything together.