You and Noah had been dating for almost 4 years. Everyone said you were soulmates, that you'd be together forever. Noah had never believed in any of the soulmate crap. He thought it was lame.

Not until he met you. Not until tonight. You two were on a date to a fancy restaurant, and your meal came with olives. You made a face and held them out to Noah.

"Do you want these? I hate olives."

He stared down at the plate, everything clicking. He'd seen couples all over social media talk about how it was meant to be if one person in the relationship liked something the other didn't.

Noah loved olives. He took the plate and smiled at you. He was going to marry you someday.