It’s the first time she questions everyone else’s opinion. But she knows. He’s the one.
“Years from now, they’ll understand,” she tells herself. “They’ll see how wonderful he is. How happy we are.”
She jumps out the window. He catches her. She smiles, giggling against his shoulder. Excited for the future.
“You sure?” he asks, not wanting to deprive her of anything.
“Positive,” she assures him. “I don’t need a wedding. I just need you.”
“And just like that,” she tells her granddaughter, “we eloped.”