Patricia

I'm quite enthusiastic about my engagement celebration, which is a few days away. I've been looking through P*******t endlessly for clothing inspiration because it's my first choice for almost anything related to fashion. I've at last decided on a theme for our engagement. I had no idea these things could be such a hassle. All that's left is to know Jordan’s take. Well, speak of the angel.

“Hello, my sweet, sweet potato,” he says.

“Jai hun, What do you think of a beach team for our engagement party?” I ask, showing him some pictures from P*******t.

"It's cool. I love the idea. Anything you want, susser, works well with me. Just keep me updated on the cost of payment and let me know whenever I'm needed for an input or something.” He kisses my forehead and snatches my cookie, throwing the entire thing into his mouth.

“You are such a big bully!” I whine.

“But you had the entire box to yourself, sweet.”

“And you ate the last of it, and you know it's my favourite.”

“We are about to be joine