He’d casually brought up what kind of ring I would want, how I would want to be proposed to, what kind of house I’d like, where I’d like to set roots, if I wanted kids… It was all normal, necessary conversation for a couple in a healthy relationship. But for some reason, every time we went there, I clammed up. “How’s work?” I asked, changing the subject before it could linger too long on the M word.
