Second Wedding Quotes Novels & Stories

"We will give our marriage another try." . . . __________________

“Tsk! Tsk! Kester Helsen actually married a woman who had married before, yet he still had a wedding with such great fanfare. It's laughable!” “What do you know? This is true love. In the face of true love, all difficulties are no difficulties!” “That point is, it’s fine if she’s marrying for the second time, but she still has three children with her ex-husband. Moreover, I heard that her reputation in X city is very bad. These two are simply not compatible at all.” “How are they not compatible? Although the bride is marrying for the second time, she’s very beautiful. You can’t tell that she has given birth before at all.”

Marion said seriously, "Whether it's a proposal, engagement, or wedding, it's a once-in-a-lifetime event, so we can't skip any of the rituals. I won't let you feel shortchanged." Debra burst into laughter, and he solemnly asked, "Debra, will you marry me?" "Yes." Debra extended her hand without hesitation. Marion's face lit up with a smile. Just as he was about to put the ring on her finger, she suddenly said, "But who said that a proposal, engagement, and wedding can only happen once in a lifetime? What if there's a second marriage?" Marion paused, slipping the ring onto her finger, and stood up. "Now that you're wearing my ring, you can't escape me. A second marriage? Forget it."

Or just reveling in bliss? Cordy could not quite describe how she felt just then, but she earnestly felt that this happiness would last the rest of her life. The hall thundered with applause—there was nothing mushy about the ceremony, but there was just something emotional about their union. One would even start sniffling or tearing up—in fact, Zoe was doing it at the moment. "It's their second wedding," she sniffled loudly. "How is it still so emotional?" Quinn's tears welled in her eyes too—but there was just something beautiful and envious when it came to a fulfilling love.

I gave another chuckle and stated, "I'm my own man." "I didn't say otherwise but there's just something about your love that I don't think it will ever fade." He said wisely, "Until death do us part." I said quoting the preacher as a joke. "Yeah but I feel like it'll go on until after death and much further. Like the heavens made you two for each other." He contemplates and with that, we start our expedition.

Becca nods, smiling. “Jake, I love the fact that this is our second time getting married, and in less than a year. And both times have been as amazing as the other. I felt a happiness that I hadn’t felt before from the moment we got together. I can’t even imagine what my life would be like without you. I love you, whole-heartedly,” She said brightly. She took a pause the same way I did. It took the air out of your lungs, saying so much at once.

"I promise to be faithful, a companion, and always be by your side. I love you." "Nicole, would you like to say a few words to Valentin?" "He likes it better when I scream," she jokes, disguising her nervousness, and drawing everyone's laughter. "Just kidding. Valentin, I can't say I imagined being here today, marrying you for the second time. I didn't even imagine the first one, to be honest." I hear my mother's laughter in the middle of the others and smile back at my wife.

A place he wanted her to be. “Oh, girl dish already. Give us ladies something to hang on to.” “This might be our second wedding.” It’s sad to think about that, quite deflating. “How many second tries work out? Our first wedding was to each other.” “Why didn’t you lead with that? Oh, love, are you okay with this? I mean we walk away for a reason. Please tell me there’s something different beyond him saying it’ll be different this time.” “Oh, there’s a lot that’s different. We were too young back then. Heck, remember the first day you met me? We’d been married six months by then.”

“Here’s to the craziest, toughest, most stubborn couple I know. Here’s to forgiving, falling down, and getting up again—over and over—until it sticks. Love isn’t easy, but the best things never are. You two make me believe in second chances. And I’m ready for cake!” Laughter broke out. Grandma stood, her cane trembling but her eyes bright, and took both the newlyweds’ hands in her wrinkled palms. “Every family has storms,” she said tenderly. “You two braved yours together. Learned to say ‘I’m sorry’ and ‘I forgive you’ and mean them. My wish for you is to keep choosing each other, rain or shine, every single day.”

“Because I want the day to feel real. Not a press event.” That night, back at the hotel, we sat on the balcony overlooking the glowing vineyard. A bottle of champagne between us, the twins fast asleep in the adjoining suite. “You know,” I said softly, watching the stars, “I never imagined getting married twice to the same man.” He chuckled. “Technically, the first time wasn’t a real wedding.” “It was Vegas,” I said, laughing. “It counts.” He reached over, brushing his thumb along my jaw. “This time, I want you to remember every second.”