In the heart of Paris, Miguel and Isabella’s love story began with a spilled cup of coffee. At a cozy café in Le Marais, Miguel, lost in his book, accidentally knocked over Isabella’s latte. She gasped, he apologized, and laughter soon replaced embarrassment.

That small moment led to long walks along the Seine, midnight conversations under the city lights, and dreams whispered atop the Eiffel Tower. Paris became their witness, and love became their language.

Now, as they stand hand in hand, they know—this love, like the city itself, is forever.