My Six Year April Fool
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Every April Fool’s Day, my boyfriend would stage an elaborate, fake proposal as part of a "prank" coordinated with his best friend, Lexi. Last year, I was so caught up in the moment, heart hammering against my ribs as I reached for the ring, that I didn't notice the mechanical trap hidden in the velvet box. It snapped shut on my finger. I screamed in genuine pain. Jackson and Lexi just roared with laughter, completely oblivious to the fact that my finger was turning a bruised, sickly purple. To make it up to me, Jackson had spent months swearing that this year would be different. He…