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jackson still couldn’t believe they were actually married, he continued to let his gaze drift between the ring on his finger and dani’s face, his husband’s face. his mother had cried, his father looked so proud -- he would have done anything to see that pride on his face growing up. he rested his head on dani’s shoulder in the car to their reception, the smile lingering on his lips. “I can’t believe it,” he whispered, tilting his head upwards to plant a kiss against his chin, “we’re married, dani.”