The night Jansel and I met I was out with one of my girlfriends, Maylin. We were enjoying the music and drinks without feeling the need to dance with anyone - rejecting all offers. Then, after spying me from across the room, Jansel approached me, quite confidently too, and asked me to dance. The idea of saying no to him was outrageous - I could not resist! We spent the rest of the night together - laughing, dancing, and getting to know one another. After waiting a week, Jansel called me... we spent hours on the phone. The chemistry between us was strong. We began to hang out... letting Cupid (and fate) take the reigns.
Before Jansel proposed, we were arguing (but we cannot remember why!). After spending two weeks apart - not speaking to one another - Jansel realized that he could not live without me. Finally Jansel came to talk and work things out. As I was still mad, I barely let him have a word in edgewise. Jansel told me to let him see my hands, sliding the ring (or attempting to) onto my finger. In that moment, I knew everything was going to work out and how much I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Jansel.