“I’m trying to protect our future.”
***
A year after the grocery store, he proposed.
I said yes because Kevin had spent a year doing the one thing the old Kevin never did.
He stayed accountable.
The wedding was small and intimate.
Matilda fixed my veil before we walked in. “Last chance to run.”
“Are you joking?”
“No,” she said. “But I’ll stand beside you either way.”
“Last chance to run.”
Elise adjusted Kevin’s jacket near the aisle. His hands were shaking, so she leaned close and said, “Breathe before you promise anything.”
Travis, Kevin’s friend from high school, sat near the back, stiff in his chair. When our eyes met, he looked away first.
I noticed.
Kevin noticed too.
At the vows, he looked straight at me.
Kevin noticed too.
“I spent years being the reason you felt small, Maggie,” he said. “I want to spend whatever time I have left making sure you never feel small beside me again.”
