I'll try to make this brief, I promise.
A year ago today, my fiance and I started dating.
It's been one of those stories that I was sure was going to end in heartbreak. At the time, I was 29 and recently out of a seriously complicated relationship. When I met my fiance, he was clearly too perfect to ever be interested in me.
A charming British scientist who looked like a movie star and constantly made me laugh? After the first time we met, I remember thinking "I can't tell if he was flirting... or just British..."
I guess he must have been flirting, because we're getting married in May.
So as not to go on with this mushiness any longer, I'll just finish by saying this:
Happy anniversary, babe. You're my hero and I love you.
Congrats :>
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