Zef and I were introduced through family friends, and from our very first conversation there was an undeniable spark—one that lingered even as we waited a few weeks before our first date. When that night finally arrived, Zef took me to Cipriani in the city, setting the tone for something truly special. The table was filled with dish after dish, and while I barely touched the food, I quietly passed most of it onto his plate. He admired what he thought was my graceful etiquette, never knowing that I simply don’t eat things like carpaccio. We talked, laughed, and lost track of time for six beautiful hours, and by the end of that night, it was clear—what began as a simple introduction had turned into the start of forever.