I could start at the beginning and tell you how we met, but the most important part isn’t where we started — it’s when we fell in love. Let me tell you about the night we finally said, “I love you.” Austin would come over once or twice a week, stay the night, and we’d just talk for hours. If you know Austin, then you might find it hard to believe but he talks more when you get to know him. We weren’t big on fancy dates — our favorite kind were the ones we made at home. Movie nights, late-night conversations, just us building something steady and real without even realizing it. A year into dating, we found ourselves at my apartment on New Year’s Eve. Midnight had hit, and we both seemed to have the same idea because as soon as I opened my mouth, Austin had stole my words — and just like that, at the start of a brand new year, we said “I love you” for the very first time. Three years later, on New Year’s Eve again, he got down on one knee. The thought of going into a new year without each other was never an option in our books. Without fail every year, we chose each other. We celebrated our love. And now, we get to celebrate it forever. Here’s to midnight confessions, indoor dates, and a lifetime of New Year’s kisses. 🤍✨