Sarah's POV: Growing up, everyone always told me that Jacksonville is the biggest small town. I had no idea back then what they meant, except for just thinking that I couldn't wait to get out. It was the fall semester of my senior year of college, and let's just say I had sworn off men at this point. I was about two seconds away from deleting Bumble (remember biggest small town) when I stumbled across Carson's profile. I swiped right, we matched, and I messaged him first. After chatting for about a week we went on our first date and by the end of it I knew he was the type of guy I wanted to marry. I'm home that night and chatting with my mom about this awesome date when she starts asking me questions about him that she shouldn't know the answer to. To my horror, my mom was friends with his mom! I made her promise to not speak a word of it, which lasted another week because all it took was going over to his house and his mom seeing me before she immediately recognized me as well. That was when we knew it was fate that brought us together and for a reason. Now here we are years later and about to meet at the end of the aisle. I guess they were right about Jacksonville being the biggest small town.