A Happy Accident
Some love stories begin with grand gestures. Ours began with a typo.
She meant to say "I love your vibe." What she actually sent was "I love you."
And just like that — before a first date, before a first touch, before either of them knew what they were starting — the universe decided to skip ahead. A slip of the fingers became a prophecy written in midnight ink.
The Rest Was Inevitable
What started as an accidental confession became the most honest thing either of them had ever said. From that moment on, they were tangled — two souls caught in each other's gravity, falling without a parachute and loving every second of it.
Now, years later, the typo turned out to be the truth all along.
The Proposal
Their first date was Christmas Eve, 2024 — watching Nosferatu in theaters. Because of course it was. By the time the credits rolled, something had already shifted. The next morning — Christmas Day — he made it official.
From that moment, the 25th of every month became theirs. A quiet tradition. A little anniversary, every single month, without fail.
So when it came time to make it forever — there was only one date that made sense. Christmas. The 25th. Where it all began, in the dark of a theater, with a vampire on screen and love in the air.
Some things are just written in the shadows. 🖤
