✨ We were just 17 when life brought us together in a cancer ward. Different diagnoses, same long hallways, same quiet fears, same hope holding us upright. When Michael finished treatment, they told him to ring the bell — to celebrate his victory.
He looked at me and softly said, “I’ll wait.” 🤍

🔔 Months later, on my last day, our hands met on that rope. One bell. One sound. Two hearts choosing courage together. In that moment, it wasn’t just the end of treatment — it was the beginning of us 🌈.

💔 Life after cancer wasn’t easy. There were scans that stole our breath, nights filled with fear, and the slow, fragile work of learning how to feel “normal” again.

But through every appointment, every setback, every quiet breakdown — we stayed. We chose each other. Every single time ♾️❤️.

☀️ Ten years later, there’s no hospital room. No bell. Just sunlight on our faces, family gathered close 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦, and vows spoken with tears and gratitude 💍.

💞 He didn’t just wait for me to ring the bell.
He waited through the fear.
He stayed through the healing.
And he chose me — for everything that came after 🌟.