Quinn
I kept holding onto Margaux’s hand while the marriage rites went on. Hell, I didn’t want to let go of her even when we were praying.
“You may now say your wedding vows to each other.”
I pursed my lips and tried to calm myself as I grabbed the microphone and brought out the folded piece of paper where I wrote my wedding vow.
Margaux looked at me intently, ready to listen to this whole speech that I am about to deliver any moment now. She smiled at me, as if trying to encourage me to start.
I blew another breath before starting to read my vow. I better not cry.
“Margaux,” I started. “I have a long list of my shortcomings, of the things that I did to you that were almost unforgivable, of the things that I told you that I could not take back now. So to stand here in front of you, r
