"I would never regret marrying you. Not before this, not after," she assured him, meaning those words more than she could have told him. She wondered if his loathing of homosexuality was really his loathing at all but that which the world had thrust upon him.
"Pippa is going to want to keep helping with the wedding, making plans," she said. "And the realtors, our parents," she sighed. She knew that they couldn't just push the wedding off over and over again. They'd have to make a decision, sooner rather than later. "Maybe now that I know, it will be easier?" she offered. "We don't have to be intimate. You matter more to me than that, too, you know."