The Question That Haunted My Holiday

We were floating on a luxury boat in Positano on a golden afternoon, with a Prosecco in hand, over water sparkling like it knew it was being watched. It was the kind of trip I’d dreamed about for years, one that I’d had pinned on my ‘Wanderlust’ Pinterest board since I was 21: a romantic European summer with the love of my life. Bliss, right?

And yet, there I was, quietly spiralling because there was absolutely zero sign of an engagement ring.

I wasn’t…