Our love story began 11 years ago when we were seated next to each other during a school exam. He took notice of me and slipped me a note asking for my number. We chatted for a while over Mxit (giving away my age here), but it wasn't until we reunited at a camp that the friendship turned into something more. We dated for about 2 years until he moved to Stellebosch to pursue his studies. With him being 2 years older, we decided to take a break, as a long-distance relationship wasn't for us. He made contact again during my matric year and we went to my matric farewell together. I joined him in Stelenbosch where I pursued my studies. We've been together ever since.
We both knew that we wanted to get engaged soon. When he took me to my favorite wine farm, I kind of knew. This is because he does not like wine. He tried his best to force the wine down and afterward, we took a stroll on the farm. He made a speech, which I can remember nothing of, and gave me the most beautiful ring.
