The church erupted in applause as my words hung in the air.

Rick, humiliated and defeated, turned and stormed out, slamming the doors behind him. The music resumed, and Dan and I walked the rest of the aisle together. At the altar, Dan’s voice cracked as he placed my hand in my fiancé Ethan’s and whispered, “Take care of my girl.” The ceremony continued, and love slowly replaced the chaos that had shaken our day.