"Will you marry me again?"

That’s what was written on the banner, so I couldn’t help but be amazed. I looked at the people behind it, and I could see nothing but the man I loved. I didn’t know when he was able to change clothes. My heart was pounding as he walked towards me, carrying the red rose. When did he plan this? I didn’t even know it entered his mind. The second wedding wasn't bad, but all I learned a while ago was he was full of anxiety about how he felt about me.

"Go, Daddy!"

I looked up at the boy who spoke, and when I peeked,...