We met in vet school, and hated each other on sight. Every study session was a silent war. But somewhere between dissecting horse intestines and shared caffeine-fueled breakdowns, that animosity morphed. Suddenly, I couldn't imagine studying without you, then couldn't imagine anything without you. Nearly 10 years (3653 days) later, we're getting married. Turns out, the one you want to dissect might just be the one you're meant to marry.