Our story didn’t start with sparks—it started with something quieter, and maybe even more meaningful: friendship. Our families were already connected, longtime friends who brought us into the same space more than once. That’s how we met—at his family’s house, surrounded by familiar faces and a shared sense of comfort. It wasn’t a big, life-altering moment at first. Just two people getting to know each other because their families happened to be close. And that’s exactly how it stayed… for a while. For about six months, we were just friends. Talking, laughing, spending time together without any pressure or expectations. We learned each other’s personalities, built trust, and created a connection that felt easy and real. There was no rush—just a steady, natural bond growing in the background. Somewhere along the way, without either of us forcing it, that friendship turned into something more. What made it different was that we already knew each other. We had already built something strong, something genuine. So when things shifted, it didn’t feel sudden—it felt right. Looking back, those six months were the foundation of everything we are now. From family friends, to best friends, to forever—our story was never rushed, and that’s exactly what makes it ours. 💍