Chantel's eyes glistened with tears of joy, looking down at Chris kneeling, a ring box open in his hand. She put her hand to her mouth, nodding her head. She barely managed to eek out a "yes" as she quickly closed the distance between them, wrapping her arms around his neck. He stood up and put his hands around her waist, spinning her round. Once he set her on the ground, he grabbed her left hand and slid the ring onto her finger. They both smiled at each other, ear to ear, then kissed with so much joy and love.

"Now to go tell everyone," Chris said with a smile, holding her hand all the way back to the car.

They had gone to the mountain side where they had met. They had gone with a group of mutual friends and had been dating ever since. It really was a beautiful spot. The trees were taller than most any skyscraper and greener than envy. The rocks and grass knew no bounds and could be as they wanted. There was a stream that trickled down the rocks on the side of the mountain. This was Chantel's favorite spot, especially if she needed to go away and think.

Chris drove them to her house and no one was home. She looked at Chris, confused.

"There's usually someone home. Where are they?" She asked him rhetorically.

He parked the car and got out, as did she. He held her hand, feeling the ring press on his hand. He opened the door and slowly slid the door open. All the lights were off, but suddenly were turned on. As the lights came on, all of her friends and family popped out of their hiding spots bursting out a "surprise!" One by one, they all came up and hugged her, congratulating her on the engagement. She was overcome with joy and began crying. She hugged Chris and put her face into his chest.

"You did all of this for me?" She asked through his shirt.

He looked down and smiled at her nodding. He kissed her head and held her tightly. After collecting herself, they all headed to the kitchen where her mom had made a cake. She smiled as everyone was served a piece, watching all the happy friends, family, and even soon-to-be family. Champaine was passed around and once everyone got a glass, Chris stood up, clinking his fork against the glass.

"I wish to propose a toast. To my lovely bride-to-be, Chantel, may all our days together be as wonderful and blessed as the last year," he said, then raised his glass. "To us."

Everyone smiled and raised their glasses and tapped everyone else's glasses. When he sat back down, she leaned over and kissed him softly, then murmured a "thank you." She smiled and held his hand tightly. They really were in love.

Later that evening, Chantel was wandering around the park, as she had many times before. She loved to walk off the beaten path, away from others. She stopped and leaned on her favorite tree in the park, when she noticed a strange light coming from a hedge. She knew that the hedge was the wall to the park and there was no way light could be shining through the other side. She carefully walked up to it, noticing it was a door, cracked open ever so slightly. She wrapped her fingers around the door and slowly opened it. Light poured onto the grass behind her as she looked back. She smiled and walked through the door way, the door shutting behind her.