Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:When he took me on a date, keeping the location secret. He met me at my modest house, and brought me a formal little black dress in a pink box with a bow on it. He asked if I would put it on, he had somewhere special to take me. After driving twenty minutes or so, he pulled over and asked me to wear his tie around my eyes and no peeking!! He stopped shortly after and lead me to a place that seemed dark and first then bright. Then, I heard waves crashing.

He pulled off the tie and I was aboard his yacht that was docked awaiting me. He asked me if I was hungry and lead me to the bright lights of his cabin he had decorated and had dinner awaiting us with wine chilled by the table. He asked me to marry him. 15 years later with two kids I am one lucky woman!

Having grown up on an island with beaches and harbors, in my experience you typically don't hear waves crashing in areas where boats dock. They design it to minimize the wave action because it would damage the boats.

Since when are there cabins at a dock

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:When he took me on a date, keeping the location secret. He met me at my modest house, and brought me a formal little black dress in a pink box with a bow on it. He asked if I would put it on, he had somewhere special to take me. After driving twenty minutes or so, he pulled over and asked me to wear his tie around my eyes and no peeking!! He stopped shortly after and lead me to a place that seemed dark and first then bright. Then, I heard waves crashing.

He pulled off the tie and I was aboard his yacht that was docked awaiting me. He asked me if I was hungry and lead me to the bright lights of his cabin he had decorated and had dinner awaiting us with wine chilled by the table. He asked me to marry him. 15 years later with two kids I am one lucky woman!

Having grown up on an island with beaches and harbors, in my experience you typically don't hear waves crashing in areas where boats dock. They design it to minimize the wave action because it would damage the boats.

Anonymous wrote:When he took me on a date, keeping the location secret. He met me at my modest house, and brought me a formal little black dress in a pink box with a bow on it. He asked if I would put it on, he had somewhere special to take me. After driving twenty minutes or so, he pulled over and asked me to wear his tie around my eyes and no peeking!! He stopped shortly after and lead me to a place that seemed dark and first then bright. Then, I heard waves crashing.

He pulled off the tie and I was aboard his yacht that was docked awaiting me. He asked me if I was hungry and lead me to the bright lights of his cabin he had decorated and had dinner awaiting us with wine chilled by the table. He asked me to marry him. 15 years later with two kids I am one lucky woman!

Anonymous wrote:20 years in and still waiting for the big reveal.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:When he took me on a date, keeping the location secret. He met me at my modest house, and brought me a formal little black dress in a pink box with a bow on it. He asked if I would put it on, he had somewhere special to take me. After driving twenty minutes or so, he pulled over and asked me to wear his tie around my eyes and no peeking!! He stopped shortly after and lead me to a place that seemed dark and first then bright. Then, I heard waves crashing.

He pulled off the tie and I was aboard his yacht that was docked awaiting me. He asked me if I was hungry and lead me to the bright lights of his cabin he had decorated and had dinner awaiting us with wine chilled by the table. He asked me to marry him. 15 years later with two kids I am one lucky woman!

Assuming this is true, I don't really understand it. If he kept his money a secret all that time, why choose to reveal it like that when he proposed? Why not do it in a mature conversation about money and the future? I admit to cringing a bit when I read this because it felt to me like he was somehow trying to buy you, like you might not say yes, or at least might not realize just how lucky you were that he was proposing, if he didn't dazzle you with his wealth. Wouldn't you still be a lucky woman after 15 years and two kids if he didn't have all of that money?

Yes, I would be lucky no matter his assets or lack thereof. I understand your concerns but we manage just fine. I'm not poor myself. No reason to flaunt it, but he didn't hide it for years- we dated for years. We did have conversations about money and the future, we still do as everyone does. I shared with you but a moment in time.

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Anonymous wrote:Frankly I think the PP of the crashing waves and perfectly fitting dress is full of shit. It sounds creepy and even her writing is weird. ("a moment in time"?) Is she practicing bad romance writing.

I believe none of it, and it's not because I'm envious.

Too good to be true? Yeah I thought that at first myself.

NP here, but, yeah, this is weird. There is something creepy, to me, about a guy buying a woman an outfit and them making her put it on. Like he's making her look exactly how he wants her to look in his fantasies or something. Ick. The dinner on the yacht thing is sweet, but the dress thing just strikes me as something my cheese-ball ex-boyfriend in college would have done. And it would have been awkward and uncomfortable.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Frankly I think the PP of the crashing waves and perfectly fitting dress is full of shit. It sounds creepy and even her writing is weird. ("a moment in time"?) Is she practicing bad romance writing.

I believe none of it, and it's not because I'm envious.

Too good to be true? Yeah I thought that at first myself.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Frankly I think the PP of the crashing waves and perfectly fitting dress is full of shit. It sounds creepy and even her writing is weird. ("a moment in time"?) Is she practicing bad romance writing.

I believe none of it, and it's not because I'm envious.

Too good to be true? Yeah I thought that at first myself.

Anonymous wrote:I first realized that my SO was wealthy when my wicked stepsisters and their horrible mom came up with all kinds of ridiculous reasons why I couldn't go to the ball. It turned out that they were terrible gold diggers who thought that my natural beauty and unassuming manner would damage their chances to land a prince.

I figured out a way to go anyway and then the prince and I bonded over shoes.