Our story technically began in kindergarten—long before either of us knew what a love story even was. That’s when I became best friends with his sister. I was practically part of their family from the start, spending countless days at their house, never realizing that the boy down the hall would one day be my future husband. As we grew up, so did something quietly simmering between us. We both had little crushes on each other, but neither of us ever said a word. Life carried on, and we each went through a few trial-and-error chapters in the world of relationships. Then one ordinary day—out of the blue—he reached out to me. A simple message turned into a conversation, a conversation turned into something more, and suddenly everything just… clicked. All the years of knowing each other fell into place, and the rest truly is history. What began as a childhood friendship grew into the love of our lives, and now we can’t wait to begin this next chapter together.