Isnt the ty nice? But Marcus, Im having second thoughts.


    Maybe I should go to Heron. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, right? Keep dreaming. Youre my wife now. You have to listen to me.


    Really? Who are you to decide that? Your husband, of course.


    Melissa leaned in for a gentle kis. So, are you going to listen to me then? Marcus gazed at her.


    After a brief pause, he grinned and said, You follow my lead outside and Ill follow yours at home. Does that sound good, Mrs. Fowler? He was used to being in charge and Melissa didnt mind.


    Plus, she didnt want to stress about big decisions in life that not really concerned her.


    It felt nice having someone by her side, taking care of things for her.


    The two exchanged sweet words. Their wedding night was cozy and romantic. As Melissa drifted off, she still wore that smile.


    She was married and finally had a ce to call home.


    Marcus nted a kis on her cheek.


    He switched off the light and whispered softly, Goodnight, Mrs.


    Fowler. And I love you.


    Come autumn, Matthew started nursery school.


    Melissas belly grew a bitrger. She only went to the office twice a week. By winter, she quit her job,


    preparing for the babys arrival.


    The following spring, Melissa and Marcus weed their second child.


    Just as Marcus had predicted, it was a girl.


    They happily named her Kiana Fowler.


    The sun beamed down warmly on that spring day, making it oh-so-fy.


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    In the fancy room, visitors streamed in to see Melissa and the newborn.


    Afternoon came and they all cleared out. Marcus spun around, ying with the baby and jokingly asked her to call him daddy.


    Melissa, still a bit tired, watched them quietly.


    The peacefulness of the moment felt good.