My love, Amorina

They say 15% of couples who get engaged eventually fall apart.

After nine years together, Amorina Isabelle and Cydrye Quinn believed it was finally time to settle down. They chose each other, chose the promise, chose the ring.

But life had other plans. Careers kept pulling them in opposite directions, stealing time, moments, and chances.

They loved each other.

There was no doubt about that but love alone didn't gave them the luxury to pause, to build a life side by side the way they imagined.

So the question lingered. Would they become part of that 15%. Another statistic and, another almost?
Or would they be the proof that some love survives timing, distance, and sacrifice?