We were on day two of the biggest family cruise to date. It was formal night and everyone was dressed lavishly. We all finished getting ready and began to make our way downstairs when Bryce mentioned that mom wanted photos before dinner. I didn't question it. We all made our way down to Central Park, a beautiful garden packed with real plants in the center of the ship. Everybody took turns getting their photo taken. Bryce and I were last. After our photo was taken he wrapped his arms around me and wouldn't let go. We laughed together and joked back and forth. A moment later he knelt down and pulled a small box from his jacket pocket and asked me to marry him.