Some love stories begin quickly. Ours was patient and intentional, written slowly and played out with care. Our past did not compete-every love, every loss, every lesson became the thread that finished what the other had begun. For years, our lives moved alongside each other while our hearts were elsewhere. We were learning, growing, and carrying pieces of our past that hadn’t yet found their place. What began as casually spending time together, quietly became something steadier: trust, respect, and a connection neither of us rushed to name. When we each chose to step away from our past and began to heal, something shifted. In the space that followed, we truly saw one another. While together, we found our similarities, our shared values, and how the weight we carried didn’t divide us—but fit together. Our imperfections didn’t clash; they complemented. Like coming home after a long journey. Friendship came first—deep, honest, unwavering. Then love followed, not as a surprise, but as a recognition. We didn’t fall blindly; we chose each other, with open eyes and full hearts. Looking back now, we see that the long and difficult road was never meant to separate us. It was shaping us—preparing us to love fully, patiently, and without fear.-We choose each other everyday, not by chance but by choice-"Ci scegliamo ogni giorno, non per caso ma per scelta". Today, we stand certain of what we’ve always been becoming. Partners, best friends, and lovers, ready to build a life rooted in trust, passion, and grace. The waiting is over, but the journey is just beginning—and we can’t wait to grow old, chase dreams, and create a future hand in hand. This was never a coincidence, it was written.- "Era Scritto" " Amor Fati"-loving every part of the journey that brought us together. Forever begins with us.