I remembered the feelings of a woman who thought she was beautiful. And that profile I saw when I was a kid was my mother's younger sister: my aunt. She has had a crush on my dad for decades and once married another man to forget him. After my mother died, she and her husband divorced. But my dad re-married a young woman of the same age as me. What a pitiful and persistent person! And now she was attending my father's wedding next to me. I couldn't look and took her from the spot. I hugged and kissed her. I don't even know why I did that, but "why" doesn't matter. The problem is that you felt like you gave it back...