My boyfriend and I were together for a year and a half at the time. We had a problem we were running into repeatedly; the problem was his work location. He worked in Jordan and I couldn’t go with him because of company’s strict policy (you had to be engaged to bring your partner with you). Sincerely, I am pretty sure I was ready to break up because there was a time when I hadn’t seen him for three months or so. So, one day he asked me to go to the airport with him to keep him company while waiting for his departure. Imagine how much I hated Jordan, his work and everything related to him not being around. Long story short, we were drinking coffee at the airport when he said he had to go to the bathroom. Apparently he knew I would instantly take my phone to check updates on Facebook. He was long gone when someone snatched my phone out of my hands. I started screaming and ran after him and when he "accidentally" stumbled a few meters away, I recognized his brother. He was there, lying on the floor and laughing at me. He told me to turn around and then I saw my current fiancé with a ring in his hand. Cheeky smile on his face is something I will never forget. I yelled at him, then hugged him and started to cry. I assume you know what my answer was :D My family came from nowhere dragging my luggage, and he showed me the second ticket. It was for me :D He had been planning everything with my family for a long time and I was so proud I have such a devoted man by my side.