Hannah`s POV: I don`t remember the moment I met Chad or how I felt the first time I saw him. We were just little kids when our moms met, so there were no butterflies - just years growing up side by side. What I do remember is that from the very beginning, he was my bestfriend. We did everything together: played Barbie's, had sleepovers, and even took baths together... until our parents eventually had to explain (to our great confusion) that this was no longer appropriate. Then, as the school years went on, we grew apart. Life pulled us in different directions, shaping us quietly for the moment we`d find our way back. And that moment came in 2019, at JoJo`s, when we were both reluctantly dragged there by friends who had no idea what they were setting in motion. I saw him walk into that bar and, for the first time, didn`t see him as my kid best friend (basically my brother). He was tall, handsome, and still wore that same goofy smile he did as a kid - and in that moment, I felt butterflies. He looked at me. I looked at him, smiled, waved, and said, "Hey Chad". And then... he looked away. Ouch. (I`ve never let him live that down.) Shortly after, Chad finally "noticed" me, and the rest, they say, is history. Five years later, he asked me to marry him at the top of a waterfall in Georgia - and it was the easiest YES I`ve ever given. Chad`s POV: Our story began long before anyone realized it had. Hannah was one of my first friends in this world and certainly the only one who was able to convince me to play with dolls (I guess that should have been an early clue). However, we didn’t stay this close forever. We grew up and apart. We had different friends, we did different things, and we really only saw each other in passing, exchanging a half-smile of acknowledgment. This, of course, changed on one fortuitous evening at JoJo’s that neither Hannah nor I wanted to attend. I walked in sunburnt and tired from a long day on the boat, ready for a drink and minimal conversation. I grabbed a drink at the bar and then a seat at my table. As I sat down, I peered across the room and saw… my old neighbor. I went over to say hello to him and his group but was immediately cut off by a familiar voice saying, “I already tried to say hi, and you ignored me.” I turned and saw this stunning, tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty talking to me, so I knew I needed to come up with a witty response. The best I could come up with at the time was, “Nuh uh.” Turns out she said my name very quietly while I was at the bar, and I didn’t hear it (I’m sure she screamed it in her story). Anyway, we shared a few laughs that night, and it felt like we hadn’t skipped a beat, so we exchanged numbers and went on our way. A few weeks later, we hung out—just the two of us—and her presence felt like home wherever we were. Now, six years later, after enduring many of life’s obstacles together, we have proven to each other that we will stick together through thick and thin and make it out the other side a stronger couple. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with Hannah, and I am excited to have all of you come celebrate this exciting transition with us.