It started when life was simple — not easy, but real. I was 18, full of dreams. He was 25, full of quiet strength. We didn’t have much — just two hearts stubborn enough to believe in each other. Our first dates were humble, sometimes sharing a single order of fries, but even then, we were already building something bigger than either of us could see. We grew up together. Through late nights in our tiny apartment, through goals that felt out of reach, through the doubts and the dreams — we chose each other. Again and again. We didn’t fall into love. We built it — slowly, intentionally, brick by brick. From wishing for a better life to creating it together, side by side. Now, years later, we have a home that echoes with laughter, a life we’re proud of, and a future we can’t wait to step into — as husband and wife. This isn’t just a love story. It’s our story — about loyalty, growth, resilience, and a love that never gave up.