He proposed to her, he turned Magnus away at every turn, and he’s the reason they’re both standing at this altar ready to marry for the sake of duty and not love. This is all his fault and he’s about to pay for it for the rest of his life. He thinks he might be ready, might be able to pull this off. He’s just convinced himself of this when Magnus walks through the doors, looking like every dream Alec never allowed himself to have. He looks like hope, happiness, a life where honesty is something Alec doesn’t have to have only with himself. He looks like the promise of love and laughter and a loyalty that doesn’t leave behind an unsettlingly wrong feeling. He’s beautiful.