It was New Year’s Eve, and he had arranged for Daisy to spend the night at her friend Tanya’s house as he really felt he needed some alone time with Vanessa.He was determined to make tonight special. He had champagne on ice and had spent the day preparing a lavish meal in the hope of showing her a good time, and making her realise just how committed he was to her.But he couldn’t help wishing that things could be different, and that instead of him secretly fretting about how he was supposed to get the ring back, they could tonight be discussing their impending nuptials. He’d thought about coming straight out and telling Vanessa all about it in the hope of clearing up the tension that had formed between the two of them, but he just couldn’t do it.That would be a million miles from what he’d intended, or how he’d always pictured it. He wanted the proposal to be something special, something romantic she would remember forever, rather than a long and confusing story about some stupid mix-up.He’d thought a lot about how he could at least show her he was committed; prove to her that their relationship meant a lot more than a simple silver charm bracelet – that she meant much more than that.Then a thought popped into his mind and his pulse quickened.
