I proposed to my boyfriend. It wasn’t a leap year, he just deserved it. Nine months later, he proposed back with candles in my sewing room, kneeling next to my ironing board and pausing only when I leant to turn the iron off. But then we bought a house, we started drawing up plans for…







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