By the end of high school, Travis and Patricia were good friends. But life had other plans. After graduation, Travis decided to enlist in the Navy, while Patricia dove into college life. Years later, when Travis returned home, his mission was to reconnect with old friends. When he reached out to Patricia, their friendship reignited like a sparkler at a Fourth of July barbecue. Suddenly, the two were laughing over late-night phone calls, reminiscing about old times, and planning meet-ups that felt like a scene out of a romantic comedy. Who knew those goofy high school crushes could come roaring back? Little did he know that rekindling his friendship with Patricia would ignite a spark between them—one that blossomed into a romance neither had anticipated.

We headed to Las Vegas for a much-needed vacation—because who doesn’t want to gamble with their sanity while surrounded by slot machines? We started planning our trip back in April, dreaming of a romantic getaway. We ended up at the Paris hotel, where our room boasted a view of the Eiffel Tower and the Bellagio fountains. Yes, it was as cheesy as it sounds, but we were ready to embrace our inner tourists. On our first night, we caught the Cirque du Soleil show, "Mystère", all dressed to the nines. Afterward, we strolled back to the Eiffel Tower deck to catch the last Bellagio fountain show. As we stood there, Travis turned to me and said, “I wish these people would just go away.” I thought, “Wow, romance really is dead,” but I kept my mouth shut—my feet were sore from all the walking! Eventually, we made our way back to our room. I was exhausted and contemplating if I should just start sleeping standing up when I turned around and saw Travis on one knee. At that moment, I realized my heart was racing, and it wasn’t just from the buzz of my fourth drink. Of course, I squealed “YES!” like I just won the lottery. Then, to my surprise, I giggled uncontrollably. Travis looked puzzled. “Why are you laughing?” he asked. I couldn’t resist—I walked over to my luggage and fished out a box of my own. “Surprise! I have a ring for you too!” Talk about a plot twist worthy of a rom-com! We both burst into laughter as we swapped stories about how we each managed to sneak off and buy rings without the other noticing. Who knew a trip to Vegas would lead to not one, but two proposals? If this is what they mean by “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas,” then I guess we’re now forever engaged!