It started like any other love story — slow and steady. We met through mutual friends, sharing casual conversations that turned into late-night talks. She had a way with words, a calm voice that made everything feel right. Her laughter was contagious, and her eyes… her eyes had a way of seeing through to my soul. I was drawn to her in ways I never thought possible.

At first, it was perfect. We talked about everything — our dreams, our fears, our silly little thoughts. I started to fall for her in a way I couldn’t describe. I remember the first time she held my hand; it felt like everything I had ever wanted in life was finally coming together. She was everything I had been looking for, and I had never been so sure of something in my life.

But...