From the first date, we knew something felt different. We both walked away actually wanting to see each other again. Silvia remembers thinking, “Wait… he’s actually funny, interesting, and cute?!” By the third date, we both knew: this wasn’t going to be one of those slow fades or “what are we” situations. It just worked. Not in a fireworks-every-five-minutes kind of way — more like a slow, steady flame that kept getting stronger. Eventually, our lives started to blend — more texts, more time, more inside jokes — and somewhere along the way, we became best friends. These days, we yap at each other all day long and somehow still aren’t sick of it. And by “we,” we mostly mean Silvia yaps and Jeremie patiently listens (Bless him).