Like all good love stories, Emma and Freddy first met in a law classroom at Boston College where they both happened to be studying chemistry as anxious freshman. Sparks didn’t fly at first, at least not for Emma, but that night, Freddy returned to his dorm to tell his roommate, Al, that he’d just met the “love of his life.” While they exchanged numbers, Emma quickly stopped responding to his texts as he was “too boring” for her. Fast forward two years, now juniors in college, Emma and Freddy ran into each other on a cold, rainy September night while waiting to get into a party off-campus. They agreed to catch up at Chipotle the following week. Unfortunately, Emma did not remember the encounter. Thankfully her roommates did. They reconnected at Chipotle where Freddy uncharacteristically forgot his wallet and the rest is history…sort of. Their love grew throughout their junior and senior years of college built on a foundation of friendship, adventure, partying, and Kraken rum®, as most things in life are. They became confident in their relationship, enough to pursue their own professional dreams 1000 miles apart. After three years of travel between Boston and Chicago as often as they could manage, Freddy decided it was time to join Emma in Boston, pursuing a year of research before planning the next steps of their journey. They continued to grow together, recommitting themselves to the most important thing in their lives, each other. Marriage wasn’t a topic of discussion, but they were both unquestioning about their future together. However, as Freddy began to feel the societal pressures of marriage, he tried to escape with death. For better or worse, Emma wasn’t going to let him go that easily. He awoke at the hospital with one thing on his mind: “I have to marry her.” Was this divine intervention? Or a cruel ploy by Emma to get a ring? We may never know. But Freddy knew he had to promise his angel the rest of his life, and upon his release, he did just that.