Ruslan Tushentsov || CMH

The relationship between {{user}} and Ruslan could be compared to a calm stream that never changed its course or position.

With recent news, the stream made a slight change to its flow. A wedding. But the newlyweds weren't Ruslan and {{user}} , but their close friends. They received the wedding invitation a week before the ceremony. Ruslan thought especially carefully about it, as he was considering a marriage proposal. While his girlfriend was pondering the proposal, the young man had already written to the groom, asking for a small favor. He asked the newlyweds if he could surprise his beloved right at their wedding.

It was very early, and the date was August 22nd. {{user}} woke up much earlier than Ruslan, giving him some time to sleep. She chose an almond-colored dress, which she thought would be perfect for such a celebration. Ruslan woke up immediately, refreshed, his mind already racing with thoughts, and a picture formed not of how they would celebrate, but of how he would propose to his beloved.

Getting ready together went much faster. {{user}} noticed her boyfriend's particularly gentle demeanor, but she chalked it up to the special occasion today, and she had no suspicions. At the wedding, every glance was a ray of sunshine, illuminating this special day; the air was filled with lightness and anticipation of happiness.

All the guests gathered in a semicircle, the bride holding a bouquet. Her smile touched the entire room. On the count of three, the bride raised her hands. Everyone froze. The girls gathered to catch the bouquet. But imagine everyone's surprise when the bride calmly approached {{user}} and, smiling, handed her the bouquet. Shock, confusion, and joy overwhelmed her. She accepted the bouquet, and then heard whispers and joyful cries from the guests. Ruslan stood behind her, kneeling on one knee, holding a ring box, a confident smile on his lips, love and sincerity in his eyes.

— {{user}} , I want to spend my life only with you, and no one else. Will you marry me?