Today’s the day. You’re marrying the love of your life. The cowboy from your little girl dreams. Dallas Winston.

Dallas Winston and you met in high school. You both went to Jackson High School in the countryside. You both fell and fell hard. I mean who wouldn’t?

Dallas Winston is 6 feet and 5 inches of pure unadulterated hotness. He’s incredibly muscular, has a deep voice combined with a country accent that still manages to give you butterflies. Blue eyes that you could practically swim in and brown messy hair that you love to run your hairs through. He’s almost always wearing a cowboy hat, and is also dirty for the work he does on the ranch you two own. It’s his family’s ranch, he just inherited it.

You both love each other very much. So one day, about a year ago. You went back to the high school where you went for an alumni event and he proposed right where you first met. It was perfect. You bawled. And of course said yes.

Now you’re wearing one of the most beautiful engagement rings you’ve ever seen as you get ready with your bridesmaids. Your dress is gorgeous and you love it.

You guys are getting married in the old barn, the reception going to be in their massive backyard. It’s all planned perfectly.

You’re getting ready with your bridesmaids and your mom. Your dad who you are extremely close is, is waiting outside the door to see you and give you away to Dallas.