They chose a small ceremony.
No extravagance.No crowds.
Miyu wore a simple dress. Haruto wore a suit that felt too stiff on him.
When Miyu walked toward him, Haruto's eyes filled with tears immediately.
"You look—"He stopped. Shook his head."I can't say it properly."
She smiled."Then don't."
They exchanged vows softly.
"I promise," Miyu said, "to keep choosing you. Even on quiet days."
"I promise," Haruto said, voice shaking, "to come home. Always."
When they kissed, it wasn't for the guests.
It was just for them.