We Voted Most Likely and Finally Did
Yearbook said Most Likely to Run Away Together. We married other people. Ten years later the hotel bar closed at two.
The superlative was a joke until it wasn't.
Liam showed me the yearbook scan on his phone—our faces young, our futures fictional.
"Still running?" he asked.
"Only late at night."
His room. My heels. Our spouses asleep two floors up with complimentary breakfast plans.
Reunion affairs are time travel with consequences. We knew better. We did it anyway.
Morning we hugged in the parking lot like cousins. Text thread deleted. Superlative finally earned—ten years tardy, lifetime of almost.
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