My Husband and I Shaved Our Heads During Our Wedding—When I Revealed the Real Reason in My Toast, Our Guests Sat in Stunned Silence Before Bursting Into Tears
somehow more completely herself than she had looked all week long.
Mason stood and held his hand out to her. She hesitated, just once. Then she took it. Our first dance was supposed to belong only to me and Mason. Instead, we danced with Maribel held gently between the two of us, all three of us bare-headed under the chandelier light.
