Mr. & Mrs.

Our paths crossed in college through similar studies and mutual friends. Once upon a time, Riley played gigs around Bowling Green and Shelby happened to catch the local cowboy crooner live on stage. Through the bright spotlights, the curly-haired brunette with the eternal smile caught his eye. From the other end of the barroom, she was starstruck and hell-bent on getting to know him. Soon, Riley found the courage to ask Shelby out to dinner. Over Thai food, they discussed their mutual appreciation of Zeppelin, childhood secrets, dreams of the future - anything and everything under the Bangkok moon. While both tried to mask their feelings, they were smitten with one another. A brief courtship ensued. One January eve with shots in hand, Riley proposed a toast, "to making it official?" With wide eyes and a curious grin, Shelby responded: "official, official?!" His smile grew, the glasses clinked, and the rest is history. The One's became Two in the Four One Nine - 01.24.19

The evening of May 1st, 2021, hung heavy with the promise of summer's embrace in Savannah, Georgia. The Spanish moss draped languidly from the oak trees, casting long shadows on the cobblestone streets. Forsythe Fountain, a relic of times past, stood in the heart of the city's historic district, a monument to forgotten romances and whispers of forgotten secrets. Mister Riley Martin, a man who seemed to move in sync with the unhurried cadence of Southern life, had orchestrated a plan that would etch this evening into the storybook of their lives. Having met during their college years, Riley, studying architecture, and Shelby, delving into the artistry of interior design, had grown into a bond that defied explanation. Beneath the shade of a centuries-old oak tree, Riley stood with a white shirt that billowed in the evening breeze. His nerves and excitement mingled like the fragrance of magnolia blossoms as he awaited Shelby's arrival. Meanwhile, in a red dress that blazed like the twilight sky, Shelby Wilkins wandered the cobbled streets, each step carrying her closer to a destiny she could not yet fathom. Her heart, aflutter with a blend of excitement and uncertainty, led her to Forsythe Fountain. Little did she know, the fountain would bear witness to a pivotal moment in her life. As the clock's hands painted the sky with hues of pink and orange, Shelby approached the fountain and found Riley waiting there, his eyes a reflection of his emotions, his heart a canvas painted with words he had written prior to this moment. He extended a letter to her, a tangible piece of his heart that he had penned with ink and sincerity. She took the letter, her fingers brushing against his with a tenderness that spoke of unspoken understanding. Shelby read the letter, her gaze moving across the words that bore the essence of Riley's love. The fountain's waters seemed to mirror her emotions—rippling, reflecting, and revealing. As the last words of Riley's letter settled in her heart, he took a step closer, his hand reaching into his coat pocket. He knelt on one knee, the surrounding atmosphere holding its breath in anticipation. His eyes, shimmering with emotions, met hers, and in that moment, words became almost unnecessary. Around them, their closest friends, in on the surprise, watched with bated breath, their hearts intertwined with the narrative of this evening. Their presence added a touch of shared history to this momentous occasion. Shelby's eyes welled with tears, her heart brimming with a profound truth. She looked into his eyes, her own eyes glistening like stars against the canvas of the night. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting Forsythe Fountain into the embrace of night, Shelby Wilkins, in her red dress that caught the fading light, nodded with a radiant smile—a silent affirmation that echoed through the quiet square as a resounding "yes." This story is based on true events. Brought to you by ChatGPT (: