Eleven Days To Forever

Eleven days. The number felt both impossibly close and achingly far as I woke to the gentle press of Colossus’s lips against my forehead. He was already propped on one elbow, watching me with that soft, unguarded expression that made my chest feel too full. “Morning, my almost-wife,” he whispered, voice still rough with sleep. His big hand cupped my cheek, thumb stroking slowly like he was memorizing every detail. “Eleven days until I get to call you Mrs. Reyes in front of the whole world.” I smiled and pulled him down for a slow, lingering kiss. No rush. Just the deep, steady love that had become our foundation. When we parted, I rested my forehead against his. “Eleven days until I get to be yours in every way that matters,” I whispered back. “I keep thinking about standing in front o