We met over a game of pool at a bar in San Francisco. Neither of us was supposed to be there for each other—but somehow, we were. A few laughs, a Jello shot, and a date the next day became the start of something pretty great.
Six months after moving to San Diego, Zane asked Monica to take a walk by the water in Pacific Beach before dinner. She thought nothing of it—until he got down on one knee. Right after, both of their families came out to surprise her. And just when she thought the surprises were over, they walked into a house full of their closest friends from near and far. It was overwhelming, full of love, and one of the happiest days of our lives.