One sunny afternoon, my craving for biscuits and milk led me to a nearby mall. I scanned the mall shelves, searching for my beloved fox cookies, only to find the shelves bare. I was so disappointed, the dilemma of choosing a substitute overwhelmed me. Little did I know that someone, in the mall was observing my biscuit puzzle. Minutes later, out of nowhere, a good-looking, muscular young man emerged, extending a box of shortbread classic towards me with a smile. “Try this biscuit and thank me later,” he suggested. Surprised by his gesture, I hesitated before accepting. “I am Henry, and you are so beautiful,” he complimented me, initiating a conversation that went beyond biscuits. Long story cut short, Henry generously paid for my cookies, leaving me with a lingering curiosity about the unexpected encounter. Before parting ways, he requested for my number, stating that he eagerly awaits a review after I had tasted the shortbread classic. To my surprise, the biscuit exceeded expectations. Today, Henry and I share more than just a love for biscuits, we share a biscuit-fueled love story that began with a chance encounter in a mall. Maryann & Henry ❤️