We met once, long ago, like two stars crossing paths in the sky — brief, bright, and unexpected. Life had other plans then, and we drifted back into our separate worlds, carrying only a memory. Years passed. Then, when we least expected it, the universe brought us together again — this time with open hearts, ready for the love that had waited so patiently. What began with a chance reunion quickly became something deeper… something that felt like home. We built a life hand in hand — blending our worlds, sharing quiet mornings and wild dreams. We moved in, welcomed our baby, and created a home filled with warmth, laughter, and love. It wasn’t always easy. We faced hard moments and growing pains, like all real love stories do — but every challenge brought us closer, every storm made us stronger. Through it all, we chose each other, again and again. And then, in a storybook moment under the sky in Ravello, surrounded by family and centuries of history, he asked me to be his wife. Caught off guard, cheeks flushed, heart full — I said yes. Because some love stories don’t start all at once. They wait, they wander… and then they find their way home.