I've known my missus (I HATE the tirm fiancee, it sounds so tacky) since we were students. She was a friend of my cousin's. We were "just friends" for many years, living in different cities most of the time but occasionally bumping into each other here and there.
One summer, she was working an internship in Brussels, and she decided to come out to London for the weekend, so she gave me a call.
I was in the mood to get out of town for a bit, so I used her visit as a perfect excuse: I rented a car and decided to drive her around the English countryside.
A night at a charming country pub in Dorset proved more romantic than I had imagined, and we've been together ever since.
The following weekend I went out to see her, and we biked around Bruges...it was all very cinematic.
