Once Upon a Time… Once upon a time, in Baroda, India, a curious little boy named Harsh began filling notebook after notebook—scribbles upon scribbles, never once forming a single word. If he wasn’t scribbling, he was rewatching the same movie—Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham—again… and again… and again. And when he finally gave the TV a rest, he escaped into the magical worlds of Harry Potter, spending endless summers enchanted by spells, heroes, and destiny.   His own destiny, would turn out to be just as magical: Baroda ➝ Mumbai ➝ Mississauga ➝ Vancouver ➝ Sheffield, where he graduated from medical school at the “old” age of 22 ➝ Chicago, where he completed his training ➝ and finally… Wichita, Kansas. (Yes, destiny really said, “Out of all places?—Wichita.”) After crossing more than 8,000 miles, Harsh had finally arrived at the place where his greatest adventure would begin. Meanwhile, Fallon was crafting her own tale. As a little girl, she played with mud, brewed “love potions” in the family bathtub, and fueled her magic with an outrageous number of tuna fish sandwiches. She grew into a fearless dreamer—leaping out of planes, chasing music across state lines, still playing with mud (pottery), and pouring adventure into every corner of her life. She also started working toward becoming a nurse— After all, what’s more magical than a doctor and a nurse finding love?   (Hello, medical power couple.) Fate, dramatic as ever, even placed them in the same hospital once upon a time—but it wasn’t ready for their story to unfold just yet. Instead, their paths finally crossed on Hinge. Fallon noticed Harsh’s profile and thought, “Cute. Nerdy. Glasses. Sold.” (To this day, those glasses still make her blush.) On their very first date, the two talked for so long the waitress brought the check three separate times. THREE. Neither wanted the night to end. Eventually, Harsh walked Fallon to her car and nervously asked if he could kiss her. He went for the cheek—smooth, (Don’t worry, he’s gotten braver since then.) And so, after miles traveled, spells read, sandwiches devoured, and countless missed encounters, their love story finally began. Because sometimes, the best fairytales take their time…