I would place the below paragraph within paragraphs 24 and 25, directly after the groom kisses his bride.
This is it, the rush of relief and victory fills his body like a title wave as he turns to face the crowd embracing his new wife’s hand. Finally, after all the promises and re-assurance of love, she is mine, my wife. As they slowly move into the crowd, he lets go of her hand, getting swallowed into the crowd of people. He feels the eyes of her family piercing through his very being, judging and questioning why he is not more like them. He wants to go, leaving them behind so he can start his life with his new family, and not have the pressures of her family burdening his choices of life style and beliefs. It’s time to go home
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