The first time we hung out, I stole his phone and took 100 selfies—maybe to make sure he’d never forget me, or maybe just because I thought he was cute. Either way, it was the beginning of something special.

In 2022, we packed up our lives and moved across state lines with my senior dog, Charlotte, into our first apartment together. It was a big step, but it felt natural—like home wasn’t just a place anymore, but a feeling we had with each other. Three years later, in 2025, we took another leap and rented our first house, excited to build an even bigger life together.

One night, after a delicious pasta dinner (my favorite), he got down on one knee in a parking garage. Away from the noise and the crowds, it was the perfect place to ease my anxiety and let me focus on what truly mattered—the love we shared. Without hesitation, I said yes.

Now, we can’t wait to start this next chapter—together, forever. ❤️