“That’s my girl,” I say, my heart skipping a beat. I’m not saying she started loving herself overnight, but she’s trying, and I’m so damn proud. I gather her tighter in my arms, and before I kiss her, I whisper, “Yeah, you are.”
And as our lips meet, there is no fear. There is only excitement because my future has this woman in it.
Along with Callie.
And whatever bundle of joy we bring into the world.
The END