Our story begins, not with love at first sight, but with spite and salty air. Despite having attended the same university, and graduating in the same year, I first met my, now fiancé Jorge, in 2016 after having been burned by love. A friend of mine had also just been dumped and she invited me out for drinks and to hate on men. While at the bar, one of her male friends was defending the people who had just broken our hearts. But I piped up, jumped in-between my friend and this man, and asked her "Is this guy bothering you?” to which she very quickly corrected me by introducing this man as one her best friends...Jorge. In early 2019, this same friend was having her birthday party which was hosted at Jorge's flat in downtown Galveston. It was crowded, so I popped over to Jorge and asked if I could sit on his coffee table. He said yes, and later came over to sit with me by asking "Hey, can I sit with you?" Fast forward to April 30th, 2021. Engagement Day. The morning started out dreary and raining, as one could expect in the Galveston spring time. At our apartment, some of my friends greeted me with big hugs and squeals as they came down the stairs. To my astonishment one of my friends, who lives on the other side of the country, made her way down the stairs. Jorge had planned a day full of pampering and memories. As the sun began to set, there were now all of my closest friends in my apartment as we scrambled to get dressed. My friends and I waltzed down the street to meet my almost fiancé. I was led to the Mardi Gras Arch in front of the Tremont Hotel, where Jorge awaited with THE coffee table, rolled into the middle of the street, with all our closest friends and family on either side. He sat me down...and asked "Hey...Can I sit with you?" before giving me a rose to memorialize my late father. At this point what was said is between us, and I will never forget the beautiful words spoken before Jorge got down on one knee and asked me to be his forever.