If you ask Virginia, this love story started the moment she spotted Tristan on the very first day of freshman year. (If you ask Tristan… he’ll agree, eventually.) They ended up in the same group of lovable troublemakers, spending two years laughing way too loudly, hanging out way too late, and pretending they definitely weren’t crushing on each other. By the time they finally made it official, everyone else basically said, “About time.” From junior and senior prom to high-school graduation, they were each other’s date, cheerleader, and co-conspirator. They stayed close to home for college, but even closer to each other. Between classes, life changes, and the general chaos of growing up, they somehow managed to keep choosing each other—and laughing through it all. And like any good plot twist, it happened in the most magical place imaginable: a Nashville parking garage with the corvette in main frame. Virginia was on a mission, laser-focused on digging Tristan’s keys out from under the car seat. Meanwhile, Tristan was behind her on one knee with a beautiful marquise ring, waiting for her to turn around and notice literally the biggest moment of her life. She finally did — and it was the best 24 hours in Nashville a girl could ask for. Fast forward: this April, they bought our home in the neighborhood we always dreamed about. Then this past September, in a small and intimate church ceremony, they quietly tied the knot… emphasis on quietly, because now they’re ready for the loud part. On September 19, 2026, they’re celebrating with everyone they love. Call it the sequel wedding—the big one, the fun one, the bring-your-dancing-shoes one. They can’t wait to party with you and finally toast to a love story that started in a high-school hallway and just keeps getting better.