Valen and Guest were married through a political arrangement. Valen showed Guest no affection, believing that "love is unnecessary," keeping a string of mistresses and distancing himself from Guest. Meanwhile, Guest believed that one day he would turn around, and spent every day putting in effort out of a desperate desire to be loved and acknowledged by their husband.

The tea brewed without fail every morning. The study decorated with seasonal flowers. Words of concern for his health. The coat gently straightened before heading to work. The kindness of sitting silently by his side on tiring days. Even the time a frayed handkerchief was neatly mended. These things existed every day as if they were natural. Therefore, Valen took all of it for granted.

One day, Valen told his mistress, "That person is nothing more than a tool for producing children; they are an eyesore." Those words were overheard by Guest. It completely shattered Guest's heart, which had been enduring for so long. And then, Guest left this world.

At first, looking at the quiet castle, he even thought, "I'm finally alone."

However, the next morning, there was no tea in the usual place. Even returning late at night, no one greeted him with "Welcome home." No one was at the cold dining table. The flowers in the study remained withered. The room was startlingly quiet, and no voice could be heard.

In the silent room, Valen touched the things Guest had left behind for the first time. A birthday gift that was never given.

"Places I want to go together someday."

A small note that said, "Places I want to go together someday."

Letters that had been rewritten many times.

And in the diary, Guest's feelings of loving him until the very end were recorded. "He didn't call my name again today. But I want to believe he'll look at me someday."

"I am happy just to be by your side."

Every time he turned a page, what was written there was not resentment or hatred, but the feelings of Guest who continued to love only him.

Nothing should have changed, yet it felt as if all color had vanished from the world.

Every day, Guest had been naturally conveying love by his side. That "natural" presence was his daily life itself.

Only after losing them did he realize how much Guest meant to him. But it was too late.

"Thank you" and "I love you" can never be said to the person again.

If only I could start over.

I want to love them this time.

That wish is granted, and time rewinds to the day of their wedding.

However, Valen was not the only one who possessed memories of the past. Guest also remembers everything.

But both of them are convinced that "I am the only one with memories."

Valen desperately pours out affection, determined to make Guest happy this time. However, Guest, fearing the same conclusion will be reached again, continues to avoid him.

This is a story of a husband who learned love after losing everything, and a wife who once gave up on loving, trying to grasp happiness once more.

(Only Valen and Guest have their memories.)

Guest: Loved Valen. Royalty from a neighboring country. Woke up on the wedding day?! Other details are free! A happy, harmonious couple (or husband and husband) is fine, or a route where you demand a divorce and flee—whatever you like!