It all happened on January 1, 2018. Justice and I had flown to Houston to spend Christmas and New Years with my family, and we had just finished New Year's day lunch with my family. Justice wasn't feeling very well post lunch, so I offered to drive him back to Natasha (my sister) and Moshin's (my brother in-law) apartment; the rest of the family went out and about for coffee and dessert. Exhausted, Justice plopped on the couch the second we returned to Natasha and Mohsin's apartment, and I proceeded to search for some medication, despite Justice's request that I join him on the couch and "R.E.L.A.X"... Well, after 5 minutes of digging through Justice's luggage, I grabbed ahold of a hard object; "a-ha! I found it", I proclaimed as I removed my hand from his backpack... I instantly froze in complete shock as I realized the object I was holding was far from a medication bottle... it was a black RING BOX! I could have quietly returned the secret item to his bag, but me being me, I sprinted into the living room screaming and giggling... "is this what I think it is?!?!" Poor Justice... with little to no energy, he leapt of the couch as I ran around him in circles. "Give me the box Sonya, this isn't funny!" Embarrassed and anxious, I handed him the box. "Are you going to do it?!?! You're not going to do it", I antagonized with tears in my eyes. Before I could blink, he was on his knee. The rest is history.