So its Valentine's Day last year and it was a weekday so we were both working. I had a nagging suspicion that he might propose but I wasn't sure. It just so happened that we had our first salsa class that day. So we went to salsa and nothing happened. Ok, that's fine. So
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we go to his house because he had dinner planned. Because we had salsa he didn't have time to cook so he starts cooking and I'm roaming around his house looking for clues that he's going to propose and nothing. Its about 9:30 or so and I'm thinking the guy better do it soon. He ended up making a delicious dinner. It was grilled chicken with tiny noodles. Then after dinner he has something else... I'm thinking, this is it! Annnddd he brings out dessert. He made flan from scratch! It was actually pretty awful. He over-cooked the flan and the eggs were quite scrambly (I don't know how else to explain it but basically there was scrambled eggs in my flan!). So I'm thinking the ring is inside the flan so I'm eating this God-awful dessert and no ring : (.By this time it was about 11:30 and I was in near tears. I just thought, he's not going to do it tonight. I ended up sending a text message to my sister and my good friend Leslye telling them that tonight wasn't the night and that I need to rethink this relationship. I was so sad I thought I was going to cry! Well, we are done eating the horrible flan and he says oh, I have something else in the
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