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“What now?” Javier asked, slipping his hand into Mateo’s again.

And they walked out together, husband and husband, into the rest of their lives.

They had waited seven years for this. Seven years of secret Sunday afternoons in Javier’s tiny apartment, of holding hands under the tablecloth at family dinners, of the word “amigo” hanging in the air like an unfinished sentence. os declaro marido y marido

For a second, no one moved. Then Javier let out a sound that was half laugh, half sob, and pulled Mateo into a kiss. It was not a chaste, ceremonial peck. It was a real kiss—the kind that said I remember the fear, the waiting, the nights I thought I’d lose you. And now look at us.

Javier rested his forehead against Mateo’s. “Marido,” he said, tasting the word like it was made of honey. “What now

“Javier Alejandro Ríos.”

“Os declaro marido y marido.”

“Por lo tanto, ante la ley y ante quienes aquí se congregan… en ejercicio de las facultades que me confiere la Constitución y la Ley de Matrimonio Igualitario…”