I never thought I’d be nervous to talk to my sister, but there I was, pacing the balcony of our hotel room. When I finally told Liza I planned to propose to Fran, her reaction shocked me. “You’re what? Proposing? Are you out of your mind?” she shouted. Our argument escalated, and she stormed out, taking the engagement ring with her.

Despite the chaos, I prepared a private dinner on the beach for Fran. Everything was perfect until I opened the ring box and found it empty. My mother stepped in, giving me her heirloom ring, a symbol of our family’s love. With renewed hope, I proposed, and Fran said yes.

Liza, still furious, demanded the heirloom ring back. I explained its significance to Fran and our future. Later, I saw Mom talking to Liza, their tension easing under the moonlight.

Walking along the beach with Fran, I apologized for the drama. She squeezed my hand and said, “Today showed me how strong our love is. We can handle anything together.”

Despite everything, we were ready to face the future together. The unexpected turn of events had strengthened our bond, and I couldn’t wait to see what lay ahead for us.