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“I had been staring at this vintage emerald ring from Berganza in London for about two years. One day in January 2015 I went to look at it online, and it was gone. I was so sad, and Spencer pretended he was bummed about it ("Awww, that’s too bad.”). A few weeks later he flew me to San Francisco for my birthday (I had never been). The night before we left, he went outside to take a call, which I later learned was him asking my Dad if he could ask me to marry him. We arrived in San Francisco, dropped our things off at the hotel, and immediately went exploring. After walking around for a few hours, we ended up on Pier 39 with a view of the Golden Gate Bridge. No one else was around, so he asked me to face the bridge so he could get a picture of me looking up at it. When I turned around, he was down on one knee holding a closed little black box. He said, “I love you so much. You are my best friend, and I would love to spend the rest of my life with you. And I wanted to know if you would marry me?” I managed to say, ‘YES!’ through tears, and when I hugged him, he said, 'I have to show you the ring!’ He opened the box, and it was the emerald ring from 1935 that I had loved for years.“

“He said, “I love you so much. You are my best friend, and I would love to spend the rest of my life with you. And I wanted to know if you would marry me?” I managed to say, “YES!” through tears, and when I hugged him, he said, “I have to show you the ring!” He opened the box, and it was the emerald ring from 1935 that I had loved for years. “