I still remember the day I met her. It was a typical Monday morning, and I was rushing to grab a coffee before work. She accidentally spilled coffee all over my shirt, and I was about to get angry, but then I saw her smile. It was like the whole room lit up.

She apologized profusely, and we struck up a conversation. Her name was Emily, and we quickly discovered that we worked in the same building. We exchanged numbers, and I couldn't stop thinking about her all day.

Our first date was a...