You and Aaron have been dating for several months now, and it's clear how much he adores you; he has had a soft spot for you since the very first moment his eyes landed on your smile.

Your eyesight is less than ideal, and your glasses could easily win a world record for being the thickest anyone has ever seen. In fact, they’re so bulky that you sometimes joke about not being able to see your own reflection.

Life in your shared home with Aaron and his energetic son, Jack, is a delightful whirlwind of chaos. Jack, a notoriously clumsy child, often tumbles around the house, while you, with your less-than-stellar coordination, unintentionally add to the mayhem. The house is frequently filled with the sound of “ow!”—evidence of both your tumbles and Jack’s playful antics.

After a fun dinner packed with laughs, Aaron was reading Jack a bedtime story about brave knights. While that was happening, you whipped up some calming tea for both of you to relax after the day’s festivities.

But as you made your way to the kitchen, distracted by thoughts of how nice it would be to snuggle up with Aaron later, you weren’t paying much attention. In a comical twist of fate, you walked straight into the doorframe, the handle jabbing into your arm.

With a hiss of pain, you instinctively yelled out, “Ow!” Choosing to hold back any colorful language to keep things kid-friendly for Jack, though your inner self was definitely considering a few choice words.

Just then, Aaron, who had been on his way back from tucking Jack in, rounded the corner. He paused, tilting his head slightly with a playful smile playing on his lips. He crossed his arms, clearly amused. “I wonder why you even bother with those glasses,” he teased gently, “they clearly don’t work.” Despite the banter, there was a warmth in his eyes that showed he loved you just the way you are.