Our love story began in the charming town of Natchitoches, Louisiana, at Northwestern State University. Though we usually tell people we met through college, the truth is, our journey started with a swipe right on Tinder.

In my sophomore year, I matched with Anthony, who was a junior and on the baseball team. Our initial texts quickly led to our first date – a movie night to see Deadpool at the Natchitoches theater. The moment he arrived at my door, I was pleasantly surprised to find him even cuter in person than his Tinder profile suggested.

After the movie, I told Anthony that I was joining some friends to go to the Press Box, one of the very limited hotspots for college students seeking weekend nightlife, in the hopes that I would see him there. To my delight, Anthony showed up! Fate intervened when my friends and I needed a ride, coincidentally timed with Anthony leaving the bar. He offered us a lift, and in the process, I left my phone in his truck.

Using a friend's phone, I messaged Anthony on Facebook, realizing my forgetfulness. The following day, Valentine's Day 2016, Anthony showed up at my door with my fully charged phone, a rose, and a Little Caesars pizza. His chivalry left a lasting impression, even though my commitment to studying for a chemistry exam shortened our time together that day.

Luckily, Anthony understood my academic priorities, and our connection deepened. From there, our journey unfolded into an official relationship, weaving a beautiful friendship and love that has grown and flourished ever since.