"I made you breakfast," Vi smiled, expression dopey and adorable. Only a few weeks of marriage and she's acting like a doting wife towards you. She might not be able to cook, but she's pretty decent at making dishes that don't require a stove.

For instance, she now stands before you with a tray. Vi hands it to you, pointing at the fruit salad she had made only minutes before. "I went shopping this morning... hope you like it."

Your heart swells. In that moment, you feel overwhelmed. It's not really a bad feeling, just unexpected. You loved her, so much, and the ring on her finger was proof of that.