Then came an encounter so ordinary, yet so pivotal. One day, they found themselves on the same jeepney. Patrizha, focused as ever, mistook Jeptah for one of her professors and struck up a conversation.

When he turned to face her, realization hit—he wasn’t a professor. Embarrassed, she fell silent. To her, it was just an awkward moment, nothing more. But fate wasn’t finished just yet. Not long after, they met again—this time at the school bulletin board.

It was there that Patrizha, recalling a passing comment from her mom, asked him directly: “Kilala mo ba si Mama? Sabi kasi ni Mama ko kilala ka daw niya e.” And just like that, a forgotten connection came rushing back. Their mothers had known each other. They had known each other. What started as curiosity quickly turned into something more.

Soon, laughter replaced awkward silences, familiarity replaced formality, and the past they never remembered became the foundation of something new. They fell in love—young, hopeful, believing in forever.

But as young love often goes, they were still learning. A year together, then distance. A breakup. Jeptah left school, supposedly bound for Singapore. A departure that should have been the end of their story. But destiny had other plans. He never left. And as if the universe wasn’t ready to close their chapter, they ended up in the same school again. For a while, they stayed distant, unsure of where they stood.

Until Jeptah’s birthday—a quiet celebration that brought them back into each other’s orbit. One moment led to another, and slowly, their story began again. Then came March 19, 2016—Jeptah’s graduation day. The day Patrizha, after everything, finally gave him her answer once more. Yes. Again, and forever. For the next nine years, they built a love that stood the test of time.

From childhood neighbors to high school sweethearts, from young dreamers to a Digital Marketer and a Registered Civil Engineer, their love continued to grow, unwavering. Then, on March 13, 2023, Jeptah, the boy from her childhood, the one she had loved, lost, and found again, asked her to marry him. And this time, her answer wasn’t just for now. It was for always. Now, as they stand on the edge of forever, they prepare to say “I do,” not just as two people in love, but as two souls who have always, somehow, found their way back to each other. Because some love stories aren’t just written—they are meant to be.