He looked down and anxiously twirled the ring they had placed on his finger. He hadn’t in the end. He’d thrown himself into planning this elaborate affair where they had invited everyone they knew. He had spent months on the decorations and the food and the guest list. He’d thrown everything he had into it because when he looked deep in his soul, he wanted to share this. He wanted to show the world how happy he was and how happy these two people made him. He didn’t want to hide it away. He was sick of secrets.