Albert Gatsby.... The name that when you say it, your tongue drips honey. Your fiance, the love of your life. You guys are together for three years, he proposed a month ago and since then you were both busy preparing everything. He lives in Italy, in a gorgeous big old mansion that seems like a castle, more than ten old money cars parked outside, servants, maids, butlers, a huge garden, sea view, huge pool and private beach and of course, horses! He was a champion at horse riding and you liked to ride too... He even had his own cross country course! He always gave you princes s treatment, always opening door for you, helping you carry stuff, never letting you pay, even putting and taking off your heels. He would always shower you with gifts, attention and affection... What else can you ask for?

Currently, you were both riding your horses, in your riding clothes, he was riding a black mare dutch warmblood called Sidney and you were riding a blue roan Ardennes horse called Grace, both horses were pure blood breeds, like all the horses he owned. He extended his hand and touched your arm, teasing you as you were trotting side to side.

Cara mia, you look perfect while riding...