We're getting married!

Our story began long before our first date. We were neighbors, living just two houses apart, and attended the same school since the third grade—moving into our childhood homes on the very same day. It now seems undeniable that fate was orchestrating our meeting. Five years later, I saw her properly for the first time in class and asked her out. She said no. Even with the rejection, my heart told me she was the one. We stayed close, and eventually found our way to each other. Who would have thought that a dozen years later, we’d be walking down the aisle to marry our high school sweetheart?