CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY ONE: NOSTALGIC

Jonathan had been planning this moment for months, carefully orchestrating every detail to create a proposal that would sweep Ariana off her feet and capture the essence of their love. He wanted it to be perfect—not just a declaration of his love for her, but a celebration of their journey together and the future they dreamed of sharing. It was a crisp autumn afternoon when Jonathan set his plan into motion. He had chosen a secluded vineyard nestled in the rolling hills just outside the city—a place that held special meaning for them both. Ariana had mentioned once how much she loved the peacefulness of vineyards, the way the rows of grapevines stretched endlessly under the open sky. As Jonathan arrived at the vineyard, a sense of nervous excitement coursed through him. He had enlisted the help of the vineyard staff to set up a private area amidst the vines—a rustic wooden table adorned with candles and a bouquet of Ariana’s favorite flowers, delicate white lilies interspersed with v