We met at the fire department. Two people walking into the same station, not knowing we were walking into forever. He says the first time he saw me, he fell in love instantly. He just knew I was the one. I didn’t know it yet, but I was slowly falling for the man I had always prayed for. Shift after shift, call after call, we became best friends. Somewhere between the sirens and the late-night talks, our hearts chose each other. Everyone could see it. We weren’t just in love... we were one. And from the very beginning, we both knew we were meant to be.
Taking the last name Miller wasn’t just about tradition. It's about a promise. A promise to love each other the way Nina and Papa did (our grandparents). A promise to build something lasting. A promise that one day, someone might look at us the same way we looked at them And just like that, Miller became more than a name. It's going to be our beginning.