For some reason, Raegan felt a pang in her heart watching him sign so easily. It was a subtle, growing pain, like being pricked by invisible needles.

For a woman, marriage was often seen as a new beginning, making such decisions particularly challenging.

But Mitchel could divorce and remarry her without hesitation, his indifference seemingly stemming from a lack of love.

Their reconnection was bound by a mere agreement, leaving Raegan with a heavy heart.

Mitchel's mood darkened, his voice low as he said, "Let's go inside."

Frustrated, Raegan retorted, "I only have my ID card. I don't have my birth certificate with me."

She had tried to locate her birth certificate in vain before.

Mitchel replied calmly, “I have it. I have brought all the necessary documents."

Surprised, Raegan asked, “How do you have my birth certificate?"

Mitchel responded evenly, “You left it behind when we divorced."

“Why didn't you give it back to me then?"

“I just forgot," Mitchel said nonchalantly.

Together, they entered the building and quickly completed the paperwork.

Each now held the marriage certificate symbolizing their remarriage.

Raegan was filled with doubts, sensing deep down that this hasty decision was a mistake.

In hindsight, Raegan would come to see this decision as a grave error. She often wished she could turn back time to save her younger self from making such a naive mistake.

Mitchel quickly snatched the marriage certificate from Raegan, storing it with his copy in the car's compartment.

Raegan, puzzled, said, “Shouldn't we each keep one?"

Mitchel smirked.

"I'll keep them with the divorce papers, so they're easy to find later."