"But was it what you wanted?" Dahlia found herself fretting as she followed him further into the room and perched leaned against the arm of the couch. She didn't want to be the only one so completely happy with their wedding day and she was mildly nervous that Quin might not be as happy as she was. Afterall she had found him tucked out of sight before dinner and he'd admitted to being overwhelmed. Perhaps she ought to have considered his happiness rather than just letting Mama and her sisters plan everything. It had been perfect for her, but she truly ought to have considered Quin more in the planning.