*Disclaimer: some or all of these details may be false* Tena had never imagined leaving Alaska, the land of her heart, with its snow-capped peaks and endless wilderness. But when she moved to Alabama for school, everything changed. The sweltering heat, the thick, humid air—it was a world apart from the crisp, cool beauty she had always known. She felt out of place, like a flame in a forest of green. Then she met Grant. They crossed paths at a small-town festival, her red hair impossible to miss against the backdrop of southern magnolias. Grant, with his easy smile and deep drawl, was fascinated by the girl from the north. He couldn’t resist her fiery spirit, so different from the slow, steady rhythm of life in Alabama. Despite their differences, they were drawn to each other. Grant showed Tena the beauty of the South—endless fields of wildflowers, warm summer nights filled with the hum of cicadas, and bonfires beneath starry skies. And slowly, Alabama started to feel a little like home. One evening, while they were sitting on the porch of his family’s farmhouse, the sun setting in brilliant orange behind them, Grant turned to her. In his hand was a simple ring. “I know this isn’t Alaska,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “But I want you to know that you’re my home. Will you marry me?” Tena’s heart swelled as tears filled her eyes. She had found love in the last place she expected, and in this moment, under the southern sky, she felt more at home than ever before. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, but filled with certainty. And in that moment, two worlds—north and south—came together, as Tena and Grant’s love bridged the distance between them forever.