It all began when I moved to Washington, D.C., and Mitchell reached out to ask me on a date. Ironically, despite both of us vowing never to date anyone in politics, Jesus had other plans for us. From the very first evening together, we uncovered an uncanny series of coincidences—we had attended many of the same events, shared numerous mutual friends, and yet, somehow, our paths had never crossed until that moment. Some might call it serendipity, others might call it fate—but when you know, you just know. Exactly 107 days later, on January 5, 2025, Mitchell asked me to marry him at the place most special to us both—the house I was living in on E Capitol Street. We couldn’t be more blessed by the love and support of our family and friends as we begin this next chapter together, and we cannot wait to celebrate in England with you!