“Shane, do you promise to love Ilya and be his husband forever?” Ruby asked. Shane gazed at his ridiculous-looking boyfriend, who smiled back at him. One of the flowers on his headband was holding on by a thread, dangling in front of Ilya’s raised left eyebrow. Suddenly—absurdly—Shane’s throat felt tight. “I do,” he said quietly, and with an embarrassing amount of feeling. “Ilya,” said Jade, “do you promise to love Shane and be his husband forever?” “I do,” Ilya said. “Forever.”
