There was a time when love was a handwritten letter sealed with a kiss, when the scent of perfume lingered on a piece of parchment, and the anticipation of your lover’s next move was as intoxicating as the scent of jasmine on a summer’s night. Today, we swipe, we scroll, and we double-tap our way through potential partners, hoping that behind each pixelated profile lies a heart as true as the words penned by Mr. Darcy to Elizabeth Bennet.
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In this day and age of swiping, have we lost the potential to have our own beautiful, epic love story? What will we tell our children?
Well mummy was bored one day, and she thought she’d scroll through Hinge. Your dad caught her eye and she messaged ‘hi, nice smile’, they got talking, met for drinks, but daddy was also seeing 8 other women until he decided mummy was the one for him.
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