Picture this: A cage of well-trained fighters. The goal: The last person standing wins. Our opponents fought valiantly and fell, and we were the last two standing. Our bodies were bruised and bloodied, glistening with sweat, and our adrenaline was pumping... We locked eyes and instantly fall in love. Instead of fierce blows, there were kisses and kind gestures. Love won that day...And now we're getting married.