Martha thought she would never meet a good man. She was independent and confident, but even she sometimes longed to be loved. Out of curiosity, she decided to try dating apps just for fun. But who would have thought it would lead to her flying to meet a man who turned out to be homeless?

For the longest time, I had lost hope in love. At 36 years old, having been through two painful divorces, I felt like I had reached the end of my romantic journey.

My first husband struggled with alcoholism, a battle I thought I could help him fight, but instead, it consumed our marriage.

The second man I married was the complete opposite—a successful, arrogant businessman who made all the decisions and never cared about my opinions.

It wasn’t long before I realized that neither relationship had any room for me to be myself.

After the second divorce, I was done. I swore off marriage and convinced myself that love wasn’t for me. I was tired of the heartbreak and the never-ending cycle of disappointment.

One night, out of pure boredom, I decided to give dating apps a try. It was more of a distraction than anything serious.

I wasn’t looking for love, just maybe a conversation or a casual date to break the monotony of my life.

But to my dismay, most of the men I matched with were just as frustrating as my ex-husbands—rude, self-centered, and completely dismissive of me as a person.

I was close to giving up on the app entirely when I matched with Jake.

Jake’s profile caught my eye because it was different. He only had a few photos, which made me curious, but it was his words that truly stood out.

From the moment we started chatting, everything felt easy.

He had a way of making me laugh, and his messages always brightened my day.

He wasn’t pushy or arrogant like the others—just kind, genuine, and easy to talk to…

Our conversations would go on for hours, and before I knew it, I found myself smiling at my phone, waiting for his next message.

There was something about Jake that felt different, even though I couldn’t put my finger on it. I didn’t know where it was heading, but I knew I wanted to keep talking to him.

Over time, I started wondering what it would be like to meet him in person. I casually mentioned the idea of visiting him in his city…