𝐷𝑅𝐸𝐴𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝑂𝐹 𝑌𝑂𝑈 | 𝐽. 𝑃𝑂𝑂𝐿𝐸

𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝐹𝐼𝐹𝑇𝐸𝐸𝑁

Jordan's POV.
Poole-Perez Residence | 8:15 p.m.

"Breathe in and out, JP," Kyle says reassuringly. "You got it."

Today was the day I was going to ask the most important question of my life. Yes, I'm planning to propose to Luna tonight. You might wonder—me being 24 and Luna just 21—isn't that a bit rushed? But here's how I see it: when you're truly in love, timing isn't an issue. The concept of "too early" is just a barrier for those not ready to commit.

Kyle, Corey, Ralen, and J2 were instrumental in selecting the perfect ring, a task we approached with the gravity it deserved. Meanwhile, Luna's siblings were here as well, lending a hand to ensure every detail was set.

"Jordan, do you have the ring?" J2 asks, entering the living room. He pauses, observing me using a paper bag to calm myself down. "Why are you...?"

"Anxiety," Kyle clarifies on my behalf.

J2 nods, understandingly, before changing the subject back to the main event. "Got it. But seriously, the ring? You have it safe, right?"

I managed to nod, pulling the small, velvet box from my pocket and showing it to them. The anxiety was still there, but holding the ring, feeling its weight, somehow made things feel more real and slightly less terrifying.

"Good," Ralen chimed in from the doorway, a grin spreading across his face. "Because everything's set outside. You should see it, Jordan. It looks amazing."

Kyle clapped a hand on my shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Luna's going to love it."

Their words were meant to comfort, and they did, to an extent. But the fluttering in my stomach wouldn't cease, a mixture of excitement and nerves swirling within me. Taking another deep breath, I focused on the reason behind all of this - Luna. My resolve solidified with the thought of her, the love of my life, and how tonight was the first step toward spending the rest of our lives together.

"Let's do this," I said, determination lacing my voice as I stashed the ring back in my pocket and headed toward the backyard.

As I took in the breathtaking scene, surrounded by those who had helped bring this vision to life, I felt a surge of gratitude and nervous anticipation. The Polaroid photos hung like suspended moments in time, capturing the journey of our love. The sign, "Will You Marry Me," stood tall and resolute, a question poised to alter the course of our lives.

Xiomara, Angelica, Mariana, Mateo, and Aria exchanged knowing glances, their smiles reflecting the shared excitement. It was a collective effort to create a moment that would linger in our memories forever.

"She's going to adore it," Mariana whispered, a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

Kyle grinned, adding, "You've got this, man."

With a deep breath, I embraced the significance of the moment and waited for Luna to step into our enchanted garden. The meticulous arrangement of rose petals marked a path to a question that would define our future.

As the final touches were put in place, Xiomara set up her camera, capturing the scene that held the promise of a lifetime. Her question hung in the air, "How you feeling, Poole? You ready?"

Nervous energy buzzed within me, prompting me to admit, "Yeah, I am. I'm just nervous as hell. What if she says no?"

Xiomara responded with an encouraging smile, and Angelica assured me, "She won't say no."