Once upon a time, in a small town with a cozy coffee shop and a men’s store just across the street, two paths crossed. Healing from a torn ACL, he was working retail at his friend's shop, and she was pulling shots to support her as she went to Ayurvedic school. He came in for coffee on Fridays. The very first time they met, they started chatting about wellness. He was on the Whole30 diet, while she was knee-deep in ancient healing practices and loving every second of it. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, and by the end of it, they’d already planned a book trade. The next time he came in, she handed him "The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F***", and he gave her "Why Zebras Don’t Get Ulcers". They giggled, said goodbye, and thought nothing more of it…until Devin got home, opened her new book, and found a little surprise—he’d left his number inside. She smiled and texted him a hello. True to his honest nature, he quickly replied, “Hey! Just so you know, I have a girlfriend.” She giggled. She wasn't really looking for something more than friendship, anyway. So, they became friends. They hung out once or twice. Then, Covid hit, and their friendship paused. When Summer finally rolled around, they happened to run into each other again and decided to grab a quick drink. This time, he mentioned he was newly single. One drink led to weekly hangouts, and before they knew it, every Thursday night at 7 pm was reserved for rock climbing. They’d climb until their hands were sore, then sit in the back of his truck, talking for hours under the stars. As they laughed and swapped stories, something undeniable sparked between them. By the end of summer, their connection had grown into something neither of them could ignore. What began as shared adventures and late-night talks slowly blossomed into something deeper. This was the start of a love story they both knew was just beginning.