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Love is not made of roses, candlelight dinners, or perfect Instagram posts. Love is a messy kitchen full of flour when you’re baking together at 2 AM. It’s awkward silences that slowly turn into conversations about the universe. It’s arguments that feel like earthquakes, but end with hugs tighter than gravity itself. When I met Duran, I wasn’t expecting forever. I wasn’t even expecting a “hi.” But life has a funny way of slipping miracles into ordinary moments—like folding napkins in a hotel restaurant. This book is our story. 4 It’s a gift to him, yes. But it’s also a gift to you—the reader who stumbled here. Because love, in all its chaos, comedy, pain, and beauty, is something we all long for. So here it is: our story told as a rollercoaster—with its climbs, drops, screams, and hands held tightly all the way through.