The question Taylor Swift asked Ed Kelsey an hour before the Chiefs versus Ravens game would reveal Travis’s deepest feelings about marriage and bring both of them to tears in an empty stadium. But Ed’s honest answer would change everything Taylor thought she knew about Travis’s intentions and prove that sometimes the most important conversations happen when you least expect them.

 October 27th, 2024, 12:47 p.m. Arrowhead Stadium was still quiet. The calm before the storm that would soon bring 80,000 screaming fans to their seats. Taylor Swift and Ed Kelsey had arrived an hour early, a ritual they developed over the past season. They stood alone in the Kelsey family suite, coffees in hand, watching Travis warm up on the empty field below.

 The silence of the vast empty stadium felt intimate, almost sacred. The pregame routine had become one of Taylor’s favorite parts of game day. No cameras, no crowd noise, no pressure, just her and Ed watching Travis prepare for battle while they shared stories and comfortable silences. Today, however, Taylor felt anything but comfortable.

 She’d barely slept the night before, her mind racing with doubts that had been building for weeks. “Look at him down there,” Ed said, pointing to where Travis was running precise routes with the other receivers. “He’s been extra focused this week. Ravens have one of the toughest defenses in the league. But you know what? He seems different this season, more confident, more settled.

” “That’s your influence, I think.” Taylor nodded, wrapping her hands around her coffee cup for warmth. Despite the October sunshine streaming through the sweet windows, she felt cold in a way that had nothing to do with the weather. The engagement speculation had reached a fever pitch in recent weeks, and she was starting to question everything about her relationship with Travis.

 Every sports show seemed to mention their relationship status. Every entertainment blog was counting down to an imaginary proposal deadline. Ed, Taylor said, her voice echoing slightly in the empty suite. Can I ask you something personal? Ed turned to her fully, and she could see the concern in his expression.

 After a year of getting to know each other, he’d become adept at reading her moods. He could see the anxiety written across her face, the way she was fidgeting with her coffee cup. Of course. What’s on your mind, kiddo? Taylor took a deep breath, gathering the courage to voice something that had been eating at her for weeks.

 Do you think Travis wants to marry me because he actually wants to spend his life with me or because everyone expects him to? Because lately, it feels like the whole world is pressuring him to propose, and I can’t tell if what he’s feeling is real or just a response to all the noise. The honesty in her voice seemed to catch Ed offg guard.

 He was quiet for a moment, processing what she just shared. While down on the field, Travis caught a perfect pass and jogged back to the huddle. The sound of his cleats on the turf was audible in the empty stadium. “You’re worried he’s going to propose because of pressure?” Ed asked gently. I’m worried that I’ve become this thing he’s supposed to want instead of someone he actually chooses,” Taylor said, her voice barely above a whisper in the empty stadium.

 Every day there’s another article about when he’s going to propose. Another comment from fans telling him to put a ring on it. How is he supposed to know what he really wants with all that noise? Sometimes I catch him looking at his phone after reading comments and I wonder if he’s thinking maybe I should just do this because everyone expects it.

 Ed sat down his coffee and leaned against the sweet railing, his expression growing serious. He could see how much this was weighing on her, how the external pressure was making her doubt something that should feel natural and right. Taylor, how much has Travis told you about what he was like before he met you? Some, Taylor replied.

 I know he was pretty focused on football, that he didn’t really do serious relationships. He mentioned that he used to think commitment would hurt his game performance. Ed nodded, his eyes tracking his son as Travis ran through another drill. That boy lived and breathed football for 30 years. He dated, sure, but it was never serious, never real.

 He used to tell me that marriage was for other people, that he was too selfish and too focused on his career to be the kind of partner someone deserved. Taylor felt something shift in her chest as she listened to Ed’s words. I remember one conversation we had about 3 years ago where he told me flat out that he couldn’t imagine being with someone longterm because he didn’t want to put anyone through the stress of loving a football player.

 He said it wasn’t fair to ask someone to worry about him every Sunday to rearrange their life around his schedule to deal with the media attention that comes with dating an NFL player. Down on the field, Travis caught another pass. This one requiring a spectacular diving catch that made both Taylor and Ed smile despite the serious conversation.

 “So, what changed?” Taylor asked. Ed smiled. And there was something in his expression that made Taylor’s heart skip. “You did.” Ed turned to face Taylor completely. The pregame warm-ups continuing below them as he prepared to share something he’d been keeping to himself for months. The first time Travis mentioned you, really mentioned you, was after that podcast where he talked about trying to give you his number.

 He called me that night and instead of talking about the game or practice or any of the usual stuff, he spent an hour telling me about this conversation you’d had about songwriting. We talked about songwriting. Taylor tried to remember their early interactions, but they’d had so many conversations that first month. He said you’d explained how you turn experiences into lyrics, how you can take something that happens to you and transform it into something that other people can connect with.

 And he was fascinated by that process, by the idea that pain or joy could become something beautiful that helps other people feel less alone. Taylor felt tears starting to form as she realized what Ed was getting at. That’s when I knew something was different. Because Travis had never been interested in how someone else’s mind worked before.

 He’d never wanted to understand someone’s process or their art or what made them tick beyond the surface level. But with you, he was asking questions I’d never heard him ask about another person. The stadium was starting to fill up now. The distant hum of arriving fans creating a gentle background noise to their conversation. Security guards were taking their positions.

 Vendors were setting up their stations. And the atmosphere was beginning to shift from intimate to electric. “But that’s not when I knew he was falling in love with you,” Ed said, his voice getting softer. “When was that?” “About 4 weeks after you started dating. He called me on a Tuesday night, no game, no practice, just a random Tuesday, and he said, “Dad, I think I understand now why people want to get married.” Taylor’s breath caught.

 I asked him what he meant and he said, “I used to think marriage was about finding someone who could handle your life. But I think it’s actually about finding someone whose life you want to be part of, even when it’s complicated and messy and has nothing to do with you.” Ed paused, watching his son stretch on the field below before continuing.

 He told me about how you’d had a panic attack after a meeting with your label. And instead of feeling burdened by it or wishing he didn’t have to deal with it, his first instinct was to figure out how he could help. Not fix it, but just be there for it. He said it was the first time he’d ever wanted to take on someone else’s problems instead of running away from them.

 Taylor was crying now, not caring that stadium staff might see her emotional moment in the family suite. Taylor, Ed said gently, that boy has been planning to propose to you since about month four of your relationship. Not because anyone expects him to, but because he’s never felt about anyone the way he feels about you.

 Really? Taylor whispered. Really? and I can prove it to you with something he asked me two months ago. Ed pulled out his phone and scrolled through his text messages, finding the conversation he was looking for. He texted me this, Ed said, showing Taylor the screen. Dad, how did you know mom was the one you wanted to marry? Like, what was the exact moment you knew? Taylor read the message, dated 8 weeks earlier, long before the recent media speculation had intensified.

 And when I told him it was when I realized I couldn’t imagine my future without her in it, he said, “Then I’ve known for a long time.” That was in August, Taylor, before any of this media pressure started. But Ed wasn’t finished. He had one more piece of evidence that would completely convince Taylor of Travis’s genuine intentions.

Three weeks ago, Travis asked me something that made me realize just how serious he is about you. He asked me, “Do you think Taylor would want to hyphenate her name or take mine entirely when we get married? Not if we get married, when we get married.” Taylor felt her heart stop. I told him that was between you and him, and he said, “I know.

 I just want to make sure I do everything right with her. She’s the most important thing that’s ever happened to me and I can’t screw this up. That’s not the kind of thing someone says when they’re feeling pressured into a relationship. Taylor, that’s what someone says when they’ve found their person. The stadium was filling up faster now.

The distant roar of gathering fans creating a gentle crescendo around their intimate conversation. The team mascot was making his rounds on the field and the cheerleaders were beginning their pregame routine. He’s not researching rings because of fan pressure, Ed continued. He’s researching rings because he lies awake at night thinking about your reaction when he finally asks.

 He’s not talking about the future because he feels obligated to. He’s talking about it because he can’t imagine a future that doesn’t have you in it. Taylor was sobbing now, overwhelmed by the revelation that Travis had been privately planning their forever while she’d been publicly worrying about external expectations. Ed, I had no idea he felt that way.

 I mean, I knew he loved me, but I didn’t know he was already thinking about marriage in such specific terms. I thought maybe he was just being sweet when he mentioned future things, but I didn’t realize he was actually making plans. Taylor, that boy talks about you the way I always hoped one of my sons would talk about the woman he wanted to spend his life with.

 Like you’re not just his girlfriend, but like you’re his family. Like you’re home. Ed put a gentle hand on Taylor’s shoulder as she wiped tears from her eyes. When Travis proposes to you, and he will, it won’t be because of media pressure or fan expectations or anything external, it’ll be because he found the person he wants to build a life with, and he’s been ready to start building that life since the moment he realized he loved you.

” The pregame warm-ups were ending now, and they could see Travis looking up at their suite, probably wondering why they were both crying. Ed waved down at his son, who gave them a confused but affectionate wave back. “Thank you for telling me all of that,” Taylor said, her voice thick with emotion.

 “I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear it.” “Thank you for loving him the way you do,” Ed replied. “And for letting him love you back, the way he wants to.” As the stadium filled with the energy of 80,000 fans preparing for kickoff, Taylor felt lighter than she had in weeks. The media speculation, the fan pressure, the constant questions about when Travis might propose, none of it mattered anymore.

 What mattered was knowing that when it happened, it would be because Travis Kelsey had chosen her completely and wanted to spend his life choosing her everyday. The game that followed was one of the best Taylor had ever watched. Not because of the spectacular plays or the final score, but because every time Travis made a catch or scored a touchdown, she could see their future unfolding before her.

She could see the man who had been quietly planning there forever, who had asked his father about grandfathering, who wondered about her last name because he was already thinking of her as family. Later that evening, when Travis asked her why she seemed so happy after the game, Taylor just smiled and said, “Your dad and I had a really good talk.

” “About what?” Travis asked, pulling her closer on the couch. “About how lucky I am?” Taylor replied, and she meant every word. But there was one more moment that night that would seal everything Ed had told Taylor. As they were getting ready for bed, Travis mentioned casually. I saw you and dad talking before the game.

Everything okay? You both looked pretty emotional. More than okay, Taylor said. He was telling me about what you were like before we met. Travis looked slightly embarrassed. Did he tell you about the marriage thing? About how I used to say it wasn’t for me? He did, Taylor said gently.

 And about how much that’s changed? Travis was quiet for a moment, then said something that confirmed everything Ed had shared. Taylor, I need you to know that every single day I wake up more sure that I want to spend my life with you. Not because anyone expects me to feel that way, but because I literally can’t imagine feeling any other way about anyone.

 3 weeks later, when Travis would propose in their backyard garden with a speech about choosing her everyday for the rest of his life, Taylor would remember this conversation with Ed and understand that the proposal wasn’t the beginning of Travis’s commitment to her. It was just him finally asking her to make official what had been true in his heart for months.

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