You know when they say, “The one isn't going to walk through your door!" Well, that wasn’t the case for Victor and me when I found him sleeping on my pull out couch. Victor had just moved to San Diego from Los Angeles when his apartment flooded, leaving him with nowhere to stay. He turned to a coworker for help, who, by pure chance, happened to be my roommate. When Victor walked into my apartment, I swear it felt like gravity shifted. It sounds cliché, but from the moment we met, there was an undeniable pull like he was a magnet, and I had no choice but to be drawn in. What started as chance quickly became something deeper. From late-night conversations on the couch to spontaneous adventures exploring the city, we built a love that felt both effortless and extraordinary. Seven years later, here we are happier than ever, engaged, and counting down the days until I get to marry my best friend.