Kiss your bride

{Music Recommendation: Ti amo ~ Berlin}

The heavy bells of the Basilica of San Rita tolled noisily as cars of different shapes and colors trooped into the church.

Reporters flashed their cameras on the guests and took special interviews from well-known dignitaries. Outside the church, Alvaro Montclair welcomed his old friends and business partners.

"You old cooker! Still whipping up success," one of the men hugged Alvaro.

The old man chuckled, "What can I say? I am the secret ingredient," Alvaro teased playfully. "Please make yourself comfortable."

As more cars entered, Mila's own car finally arrived, and it was announced.

"The bride has arrived."

Mila sat in the car holding Lacie tightly; she was even more afraid now.

"Don't worry, Baby Koala, I'm here. Just do as I say," Lacie patted the back of her hand gently.

Mila nodded. Once their car stopped, the guards made sure nobody except Lacie was beside Mila.