Upon a time in North Carolina, Liselle moved states for vet school—armed with ambition, a suitcase full of books, and apparently, no clue how to meet guys in a new city. Enter: Austin, a charming mystery man with a very important social media post—“Extra Zach Bryan concert ticket available.” Naturally, Liselle did what any self-respecting concert-loving, risk-assessing woman would do: she added him, just in case. After all, what better way to break into a new city than to go to a concert… with a total stranger who just happened to be really attractive? But after a few back-and-forth messages (and maybe a tiny moment of, “Wait… this might be a terrible idea?”), they both agreed—probably not the best way to kick off new-state safety standards. So, no concert. But something better happened: they stayed in touch. Every conversation drew them closer. Each text, each phone call, every random meme sent at 2 AM—somehow built a foundation. Until one day, Austin casually asked Liselle to be his plus-one to a wedding. Just friends, right? Wrong. That wedding hit different. After that, days apart felt weird. Like, “how-did-I-live-before-you” weird. And soon, love wasn’t a maybe—it was a “when’s-the-ring” kind of deal. And as if love wasn’t enough of a plot twist, God added one more blessing to their story: a sweet little baby. A gift that sealed the deal. They eloped, privately and joyfully, promising forever while holding hands—and a baby bump. Fast-forward: they adopted Titan, the ultimate furry bodyguard/family mascot. Bought a home in North Carolina. Then, as life does, it said “surprise!” again and moved them to the suburbs of Chicago for the next military chapter. So here we are in Illinois ready to celebrate our past years together and the years to come. It’s time for the BIG celebration. The vows were spoken, the love was lived, but now it’s time to do it with everyone we love around us. We’re ready to throw the party of our lives