Really, I'd wait close to forever for David: meeting him has been the blessing of a lifetime. David sees me for exactly who I am and loves me completely. He doesn't care that I suffer from depression. He doesn't care about the drug and alcohol addiction speckled through my family. He doesn't care that I need lots of time alone for my writing. I just make him very, very happy, despite what other people might see as "flaws." And I feel the same way about him. Truly, neither of us knew what "finding the one" felt like—if it even existed!—until it actually happened to us. So I was not surprised when, after dating for only three weeks, David hugged me and said, "We're going to get married." I grinned and nodded. I'd already been imagining myself chasing a little baby, with Asian features like his, around a house. Read: How To Know If He's "The One"

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