TWO YEARS LATER
" Why are they fighting mama?" My two-year-old son asks. We are looking through our wedding photos.
" Aunt Arya and Rhea were fighting for Mama's bouquet," I respond kindly and he giggles, making my heart beat faster. My son is the cutest boy in the world, even though he can be naughty half of the time.
" Why do they fight over flowers, they can just come and pick some from the garden here," he shrugs, turning the page. The photo I see next makes me smile. That is when we were making our escape.
" Well, it is said that whosoever catches it, will soon get married," I inform him.
" So, who caught the bouquet?"
" Honestly, there was a war in there and we still don't know. However, they all got married to their mates,"
He grins and eats his cookie.
" I'll marry R
