On a late summer night, August 24, 2022, fate was quietly at work inside a dive bar called Lucky’s on Liberty. Harrison was just about to leave when something made him pause—one of those moments you don’t question, but somehow listen to. As he stayed a little longer, he heard laughter nearby: two girls enthusiastically celebrating a birthday. That night, Veronica was out celebrating her friend Bella’s birthday, completely unaware her life was about to change. Taking a chance, Harrison bought the girls a round of shots. Veronica’s drink of choice? Whiskey—which immediately impressed Harrison and set the tone for the night. The two began chatting effortlessly, sparks flying, until Harrison finally introduced himself… only to learn Veronica already knew exactly who he was. She had worked at Lucky’s before and had served him a couple of times—something Harrison, unfortunately, didn’t remember until she reminded him (awkward, but recoverable). And somehow, he did recover. Harrison asked for Veronica’s information. Veronica was fully expecting her phone number to be the next question… but instead, he asked for her Snapchat. Slightly surprised (and a little amused), Veronica decided to give him the benefit of the doubt—after all, he was a nice, cute boy. What started as a last-minute decision to stay, a bold whiskey shot, and an unexpected Snapchat request turned into the beginning of a love story neither of them saw coming. One bar, one birthday, one small decision—and the rest is history.

On a golden evening in Santorini, Greece, with the sun slowly melting into the Aegean Sea, Harrison had a plan. It was the final stop of a wine tour, at Santo Wines, a stunning winery perched high above the island’s port. The air was clear, the views were endless, and everything felt impossibly beautiful—though Veronica had no idea just how unforgettable the moment was about to become. Harrison casually suggested they head down to take a few sunset photos overlooking the water (nothing suspicious at all). As they walked toward the perfect spot, his nerves kicked in—heart racing, palms sweaty, trying to act like this was just another picture stop. When they reached the overlook, they started taking photos, soaking in the view and the moment. Then Harrison took Veronica’s hand, turned to her, and got down on one knee. Completely caught off guard and overwhelmed in the best way, the moment felt surreal. In the rush of it all, the only words Veronica remembers hearing were, “You know I love you, right?” followed by her full name: “Veronica Elizabeth Stewart.” Everything else faded away—the crowd, the view, even the sunset—because in that instant, nothing mattered except the two of them. Against one of the most breathtaking backdrops in the world, Harrison asked, and Veronica said yes.