Our Story

The story began on a bench in Harvard Square, where Mark and Vivian met for their first date over Memorial Day weekend. Mark got there first, patiently waiting because he arrived early, as he always does. When Vivian arrived, they hugged and began talking as if they had known each other for a lifetime. They somehow skipped the awkward beginning.

They walked along the Charles, and before they knew it, an hour had passed, a mile or two was underfoot, and they were back in Harvard Square. Neither of them was quite ready for the date to end, so Mark asked if Vivian wanted to grab dinner — the real date Vivian had been hoping for all along. Afterward, they wandered into a bookstore, where Vivian learned about Mark’s love of urban planning and he learned about her appreciation for poetry. Mostly, though, they spent their time stealing glances at each other from across the aisles.

Soon after that night came dinner at his place, dinner at hers, and the kind of conversations that made time feel irrelevant. Then, just two weeks after meeting, Vivian invited Mark to join her at one of her best friend’s weddings, where she was the Maid of Honor. Mark hesitated for about as long as anyone reasonably would before saying yes to a wedding full of people he had never met. Somehow, it felt easy. They danced, laughed, and moved through the night like the room had gotten a little smaller around them.

Not long after came their first trip together to Portland, Maine, a quiet test of how they would travel side by side. It went so well that Canada and Europe followed soon after — France, Germany, Amsterdam, Switzerland — and somewhere between the long walks, train rides, long dinners, and ordinary moments in unfamiliar places, they found themselves falling fully into each other’s lives.

Mark and Vivian dressed up together beside a lake
Becca's WeddingLess Than Two Weeks In
Mark and Vivian smiling together beside the water
First Trip TogetherPortland, Maine · Three Weeks In
Mark and Vivian smiling together beside Lake Zurich in Switzerland
SwitzerlandFour Months In

What they remember most from those early days is not one perfect moment, but the feeling underneath all of them: calm, familiar, and safe. It felt less like a first chapter and more like the moment two people who’d been walking toward the same place finally looked up and saw each other.