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And it’s Charlie. Charlie with a professional camera, grinning his bigmouthed face off.

“I got it!” Charlie cheers from across the pathway. “Fucking syn-chro-nized!”

“What are you doing here?”

“Documenting the greatest moment of your life so far.”

I whip around to Maeve, who has the easy smile of someone who’s in on a joke. “Uh, what’s going on?”

Maeve nods toward Charlie. “Your best friend and I were kind of busy over the last few days.”

What Maeve did for me—it really starts to hit. Like bricks coming together, building a beautiful tower that I thought I’d spent so long knocking down. I let the tears flow down my cheeks. “I can’t believe you gay-proposed to me in the park you confessed you were obsessed with women in.” I pull her into an embrace, burying my face into her soft hair. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” Maeve says through a squeak of a laugh.

“I love you also!” Charlie yells from across the way.

I smile. “Charlie, get over here!”

The moment Charlie comes bounding up, I pull him into our hug.

I’d never thought about what I would have wanted from a proposal before, but somehow my best friend being here has made it perfect.

In fact, everything is perfect. I have a future with Maeve. I have a future making movies that change lives, a future where the people around me are thriving. A future full of hope.