Levi and my daughter have been clinging to me constantly these days.
One kept asking me when I would marry him again.
The other kept pestering me about when Levi would be her dad.
When I stayed quiet, Levi pulled out a set of plane tickets, bound for a beautiful private island in the Caribbean. "I know you're still worried about what happened at our first wedding. I've already bought the entire island. No one will ever disturb us there again if we marry again for a more intimate occasion."
I stared at him in shock, then immediately chided him for spending so recklessly.
On the morning we were set to leave, my daughter suddenly insisted she had to go back home to fetch a surprise she had prepared for me.
I offered to go with her, but she refused outright, so I sent our assistant to ta
