Our story didn’t start when we were ready—it started when life decided it was time. In Dumfries, Virginia, we first crossed paths. He saw something in me early on and tried to connect, but I wasn’t open to it. Not then. I had my walls up, my focus elsewhere, and my heart wasn’t in a place to receive what he was offering. So life did what it does best—it gave us space. Fast forward, time passed, seasons changed, and so did we. On what felt like a regular day, we ran into each other again. But this time, it was different. No forcing, no chasing—just a natural reconnection that felt familiar in a way we couldn’t ignore. From that moment on, everything shifted. Conversations came easier. Laughter lasted longer. What once felt like timing wasn’t right before suddenly felt perfectly aligned. We started building something real—layer by layer—through honesty, patience, healing, and showing up for each other in ways we hadn’t experienced before. And now, here we are. Not just two people who met twice by chance, but two hearts that chose each other on purpose the second time around. Stronger. More grounded. More certain. This is our love story! Please wear all black! It is an All Black Affair!