I thought I heard the officiant announce us as husband and wife. I thought I heard cheers and felt the dried flower petals we’d given our guests raining over us. I thought I heard the universe exhale a sigh of relief that we’d finally figured it out. But none of it registered — not the music or the applause or the smell of the rain moving in. Because all I could hear, see, and feel in that moment was the most beautiful truth I’d ever known. I had Kyle Robbins, and he had me.
