On a Saturday night in October 2016, my three roommates insisted I join them for a night out at Saddle Ranch in Studio City. Little did I know, that same evening, Eric—who had recently moved to LA—ended up at the very same bar with a coworker. Fate intervened when one of my roommates introduced us, and from the moment I saw him, I was smitten. Nervously, I introduced myself and walked away, convinced he’d never be interested in me. But moments later, Eric sought me out, asking me to step away to a quieter spot where we could talk. We spent hours deep in conversation until the bar closed, and as we walked toward the parking lot, he gently reached for my hand. Before parting ways, we exchanged numbers and shared our first kiss—a perfect beginning to something neither of us could have predicted. A few days later, while I was at my favorite place, Disneyland, Eric called and asked to take me on our first date. On October 28th, 2016, we sat across from each other at Stout Burger in Studio City, talking and laughing as if we had known each other forever. Eight years later, our story continues, and we cannot wait to begin this next chapter as husband and wife.