Frank and I had gone to grab dinner at a really nice place. It was a bit late when we got home and I saw Pete and Mikey cuddling on the couch. “We got married!” I exclaimed. Mikey jumped at the sound of my voice, jumping up and staring at me with wide eyes and a hand on his chest. “Jesus f*****g Christ, you scared me.” “We got married,” I repeated, holding out my hand with the ring on it. “s**t, are you serious?” Mikey asked. I nodded happily as he looked at the ring. “Is this grandma’s wedding ring?” He asked. “Elena gave it to me to propose to him,” Frank said. He leaned over and kissed the side of my head while I smiled. “Congratulations, Frank,” Pete said. Frank smiled proudly, wrapping his arm around my waist. “Congratulations on you, man, you've finally found you

