"Rebecca, I'm sorry."
The people around us looked at me nervously, their raised glasses lowering awkwardly.
They kept their eyes on me, worried I might ruin the mood.
I smiled faintly, walked up to them, and took off my wedding ring.
"I know you've got one, but this one's bigger and more expensive."
"Congrats on your upcoming wedding. Here's to two kids in three years and three more in five."
The crowd was shocked by my gesture but quickly got into the spirit, cheering loudly.
"Marry him! Marry him!"
