![]() ![]() Except for how much I was freaking out about my friends potentially finding out that I lied to them about how I met the woman I’m marrying. Everything about it was better than expected. We got married on a beautiful yacht, overlooking Newport Beach, CA. This is because she was honest with her friends and family about how we met. I did my best to keep my wife’s friends away from my friends at mutual gatherings, too. I was even specific about the exact location-“We met at the Starbucks in downtown Brea, right next to the Corner Bakery.” ![]() I’d pepper lots of other little details (ehem: lies) about what I said and how I approached her, but my story about where we met (Starbucks) never changed. Little did they know, I was too embarrassed to tell them we met on. That’s what I’d tell people when they asked about how I met my girlfriend (now, wife.) ![]()
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