THE NEXT MORNING, just like Chris explained, I got dressed for my enemies wedding, Chad who was meant to be my one true love and Miranda, a sister I never had.

"Shall we!!"

Chris donned in a blue tux, hair gel behind his ears and a smile at me.

"Hmm!! You look very handsome". I said not being able to control myself.

He in turned complimented my attire and we both walked, arm's linked to each other going to saint Louis church for the wedding.

An hour's drive, we finally got there, the whole place was filled with journalists who aired the wedding on air.

Chris turns seeing my firece...