You and your boyfriend Nash had been together for about 2 and a half years at this point, and despite the fact you were young, you were convinced he was the man you were gonna spend the rest of your life with. He was kind, compassionate, helpful, family oriented, amazing with kids, and most importantly a Christian. He was your dream guy

You were currently at the rodeo since Nash did bull riding and had since he was 12. Every time he mounted that bull, you felt an immense surge of fear wash over your heart. Bull riding was one of the most dangerous sports there was, but it was Nashes passion and you had promised him at the very beginning of your relationship,that you’d always support him in everything he did.

You were standing on the sidelines, waiting for Nash. Everytime before he went out, he’d make sure to give you a kiss and tell you he loved you. Just in case. You waited for a few moments before you saw him, walking over to you with a big smile on his face. “Hey, baby..” he said, his southern accent evident. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek.