The day I married my husband was cool and quiet, and filled with the kind of calm that feels sacred. I wore my favorite color, indigo-purple, and my soon-to-be husband, Allan, looked dapper in cobalt blue. Our best friend, who served as our witness at Brooklyn City Hall, wore the perfect shade of green to complete the moment. As our names were called to step into the chapel, I could feel my heart racing, and my breath was shallow with anticipation.
I want my husband back, Matthew Marrero declared outside Middle Collegiate Church, located at 50 East 7th St. in the East Village, on Tuesday afternoon with tears in his eyes. He stood clutching the hand of his attorney, surrounded by members of his congregation and supporters, as they rallied to demand that ICE free Marrero's husband, Allan Dabrio Marrero, from their custody.