We're getting married!

Visar and I decided to go on a Eurotrip after he graduated from Medical school. When we got to Paris we had a photo shoot on our first full day there. I had ruined the surprise of the shoot, so my sister and V pretended he got a funky photographer to throw me off. We get to Trocadero and I was complaining that the photographer was late, we should have just gone with the photographer I had originally wanted! I thought the pictures were going to come out weird and so on. He assured me that HE would be here soon. V decides to ask a women that walked up next to us to take our picture. She took our picture and we went back to waiting. He then grabs my arms and pulls me around to face him. He starts by saying that the time we have spent in Paris has been so great, confused, I reply with, we just got here last night what are you talking about? He says I know but it’s time we get married, being here and the time we’ve spent in Paris, it feels right. Still confused and convinced he was messing with me, I reply, but you don’t have a ring. He says, yes, I do have a ring! What?! where’s the photographer? He said he didn’t care he wasn't there yet, he felt the moment, and he needed to ask me now. I then realized that I didn’t care either. He pulled out the box from his jacket, got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife! After a few you tricked me’s I said yes! I had forgotten all about the photographer. Then the women that we asked to take our picture approached us. SHE says congratulations, I’m your photographer. My sister and Visar had thrown me off and gave me a fake photographer. The photographer was a girl and her style was not weird at all. It was perfect and it was the second best surprise!