I never had a doubt!
She's going to love it.
Speaking of love...
I want to take advantage of this joyful moment,
with the whole family together...
will you marry me?
For real this time? In front of God?
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Jorge and I are getting married. Really married this time.
But?
My love, for now, why don't you just focus on Mateo.
And think about what would be best for him.
Three months?
That sounds very special, Xiomara.
I'll see you after my shift, my love.
If you crumple it, you can never go back, Alba.
They're doing the thing again, and you're falling for it again...
Then what's the problem?
Of course not!
Just checking in. You doing okay?
Are you sure?
Oh, sweetie...
I'm here. Talk to me.
You're not. You're a writer.
Sweetheart, I understand why you're so upset.
But don't throw away an amazing opportunity
because you're mad at your dad.
May I have a goodnight kiss?
Stop! We should stop!
I'm sorry.
I got carried away.
It's not your fault. I got carried away too.
Maybe we don't have to wait?
After all, we're already married.
Not in the eyes of God.
Well, there's only two months, three weeks, and five days to go...
I just wish we didn't have to wait until then.
But we do.
Right?
Xiomara, wait.
Last night, Jorge and I made a decision.
We're getting married this afternoon.
I decided I didn't need the full mass, so I called my priest.
He's able to squeeze us in right before choir practice
for a quick private ceremony.
I know what you're thinking, but it's not just about physical intimacy.
The thing is, Jorge and I are at a place in our lives
where we'd rather be together for all the time we have.
We'll just have a nice, quick family dinner after.
Exactly.
And you don't have to stress about feeling uncomfortable with Rafael.
It'll just be immediate family.
I know he would.
I was just thinking about how different this wedding will be from my first.
When it was just me and your grandfather,
starting off all alone together.
And now, here I am.
Getting married again, surrounded by my whole beautiful family...
it just feels so special.
Why did you invite him, my love?
Well, I'm glad.
It's okay, Xiomara.
I don't need them.
What's really going on, Xiomara?
I don't need any thanks.
As a father, as a mother,
you never stop wanting to do whatever you can
to help your child.
Glad you could make it.
I wouldn't miss this for the world.
Since it is your intention to enter into marriage,
join your right hands,
and declare your consent before God and His church.
I, Alba Gloriana Villanueva,
take you, Jorge Antonio Garcia, to be my husband.
I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad,
in sickness and in health.
I will love and honor you for all the days of my life.
I join you together in marriage, in the name of the Father, and of the Son,
and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
You may kiss the bride.