We first met at work, in the warm, golden world of the bread industry. The first time he saw me I was wearing a mask at the Longueuil bakery. He kept glancing over, curious who was behind it. Months later in our Toronto head office, a brief hallway conversation sparked something neither of us could ignore. When a work situation unfolded, he was at the heart of it — and I found my way there too. As the stress mounted, we stayed connected. I became his rock, and ever since then, he's been mine. He took me on our first date and slipped a delicate bracelet onto my wrist. From that moment on, we've been each other's backbone. Soft as dough, strong as a rising loaf. Our story is a warm, golden promise — two hearts, always rising, always holding each other up.