“……” Morgan suddenly found himself unable to retort. She... wasn't wrong. “But when you play house, you can pretend to be parents with one person today and another person tomorrow. Real marriage is different; you can’t choose someone else.”

Renee widened her eyes, listening intently.

“The only person you can choose is me. Do you understand, Renee?” he continued.

She nodded vigorously. “I understand!”

“Do you really?” Morgan asked, a little skeptical. He was already fifteen, so he could grasp the concept of marriage, but she was only eight. Could she truly comprehend it?

“So, in the future, I can only marry Morgan and be your bride, right? I can't be someone else's bride, right?” she asked. “I don’t want to marry other boys anyway. I like you the most, Morgan. Of course I’ll only be your bride!” she happily declared, her worries fading away.

So she could be Morgan's bride when she grew up! That's great!

After finishing another piece of snack, Renee thought of something. She put o