Over the course of a year, we just happened to bump into each other again and again, and after each meeting feeling that little bit closer. You could say the chemistry was certainly there. One night, after some of our now-famous dancing, Lewis made the move and we had our first kiss (arguably not in the most romantic location, but nevertheless…), it was the start of something neither of us expected to become so special.

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From there, our relationship blossomed. We spent a few more days together before Lindsey had to head back to Manchester, and we decided to give the relationship a go, why not? For the next year, we made it work long-distance: a weekend in Manchester, a weekend in York… and honestly, it was perfect (distance makes the heart grow stronger, no?).

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Eventually, we made the tough decision to save money. After all, how else could we travel the world and buy a house? This meant moving in with Lindsey’s mum (and of course, Baxter), who welcomed Lewis into her home and life with open arms, something he’ll always be grateful for. And after two and a half years of living with your parents on and off, we knew there wasn’t much we couldn’t overcome!

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Fast forward to travelling the world, a trip neither of us will ever forget, buying our first home, selling our first home, oh, and spending three months in Portugal. We then moved to Manchester and have enjoyed its food, its bars, (not so much its football), and countless weekends with friends and family.

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So, after nine years, a few bumps, plenty of thrills, a move here, a move there, some crazy life choices and countless happy memories, we’re stronger than ever and now counting down to that all-important day.