When they were free from their studies, they spent time walking together through quiet streets and open fields. They would sit on benches watching the sunset, talking about life, dreams, and the future.
Jimmy would often say,
"Love is sacred. The real moment comes after marriage."
Their love was pure and patient — built on faith, not rush.
After graduation, Jimmy sent Thelma a letter that simply read:
"Meet me where the sun kisses the earth."
It was Valentine's Day. Thelma arrived at the beach, the sun glowing like gold over the horizon. Jimmy was waiting with flowers in his hands and love in his heart.
He knelt down and said,
"Thelma, you've been my dream since our first painting. Will you spend the rest of your life with me?"
Her tears sparkled like the ocean.
"Yes," she whispered.
Their wedding was small but beautiful — held at the beach, surrounded by family, laughter, and the endless waves. As the sun set, they began their life as one.