Nizar and I first met when I was just eight years old, and he was thirteen. I was naturally attached at the hip to my mom back then, too young to really notice him. Little did we know, those first meetings were the seeds of something beautiful. Fast forward to 2015, and fate brought Nizar back into my life. He came to Miami for a summer stay with my grandma. My mom and I went to pick him up one day to take him to the mall, and from that day on, Nizar and I found ourselves talking on Snapchat. Nizar made his interest known early, always trying to flirt and inviting me to Colombia every year for his birthday. He even would text my mom to ask if she could send me, but she would just laugh and tell me, "No way in hell you’re going!" Years went by, until finally, I joined a family trip to Colombia. Even though I barely acknowledged Nizar at first, my whole family seemed to be in on the secret—they somehow knew we were a perfect match, even when we didn’t. On my last night, he invited me to join his friends for an evening out. I’ll never forget the moment he made me dance in front of everyone, trying to teach me the moves. Nobody else was dancing, and you can imagine the pena I had in that moment! But he swept me off my feet with his confidence, his charm, and the way he made me feel so safe—even though we were still getting to know each other. That night, Nizar dropped me off and texted me at 5 a.m. When I woke up and saw his message, I replied as soon as I saw it. From that day on, we never missed a single day of talking. Texting turned into hours of FaceTime, until finally, after eight long months, Nizar flew to Miami to see me. The moment we reunited, everything just clicked. It felt natural, like we were always meant to be together. And here we are, excited to start this next chapter together. ♡