My Husband and I Shaved Our Heads in the Middle of Our Wedding Ceremony — When I Revealed the Real Reason During My Toast, Our Guests Fell Silent Before Breaking Down in Tears

A long strip fell into his lap.

People gasped.

A nervous laugh rose from somewhere near the bar and died before it reached the chandeliers.

Mason looked up at me.

I smiled.

Then he stood, and I sat.

His hand was gentle at the back of my head.

When the first lock of my hair slid down the front of my dress, I heard Maribel make a sound.