"I like the idea." I turned my head to look at him. What was he talking about now? We had done eating lunch and we were now sitting on the couch in the living room while watching Fio playing around.

"What idea?" I asked.

"Getting married again... to you," he replied while looking at my eyes. His eyes were gleaming and they had been like that for a while, right after his mother chirped out the idea of planning our wedding.

"You just sign a divorce paper earlier and you want to tie the knot again. How do you think my father would react?" Did he not realize that her...