The Proposal
On a bright autumn afternoon, beneath an arch wrapped in late-season green, Mack got down on one knee — and Dafna said yes. The leaves were just beginning to turn, the sun was out, and from that moment on, everything felt like the start of something.
How We Met
[This is where your how-we-met story goes — where you met, what you first noticed about each other, and the moment you knew. A few warm paragraphs here go a long way.]