Marry Now, Not Later

Summary

For my younger boyfriend’s birthday, I booked out the most luxurious hotel in the city to celebrate.

But when they wheeled out the cake, the spot where "Happy Birthday" should have been was instead iced with the words, "Marry Me."

I thought it was his surprise proposal to me.

I never imagined that the moment he saw it, he would violently flip the cake over.

"Celeste, didn't I promise I'd marry you when you turn forty? What is this? You bring out a cake like this in front of all my friends—are you trying to force my hand?"