Born into the once small town of Indian Land, SC, our paths were meant to cross. Although we both lived in the same neighborhood, we never had the opportunity to meet. Fast forward fifteen years and our story begins. We both were resident assistants in college working in the same office. The first time David came by the office when it wasn’t his time to work just to spend time with me was when the spark began. After several chats in Berry Residence Hall and exchanging numbers, we went on our first date. Clasping to his Italian roots, David took me to Mercato Restaurant followed by a stroll through Charleston to visit the Pineapple fountain, where he asked me on a second date. And so our journey begins.