18. The Bomb

Lucy’s POV

In front of Edward, my mouth dropped open as Arman drew me forward, placed his palm on my chin, and planted a kiss on my lips. He then looked at Edward with pride and said, "See? My chosen wife likes me."

That surprised me, but I didn't want Arman to look bad in front of his friend, so I kissed him on his cheek and whispered, "Love? How about we leave? I think we have many things to do tonight."

Arman smirked softly and glanced at Edward, “I’ll see you tomorrow at the ceremony, Edward.”

We stepped outdoors, his hands interlaced with mine; the number of cameras and their flashes made me feel like I needed to close my eyes. Then someone stopped us and asked, "Mr. and Mrs. Romano, how about a picture pose?"

“Sure.” Arman said.

Then I saw all my haters standing in a circle just to stare at me the whole time. I beamed at them, playfully hinting that I had recently tied the knot with Arman Romano after Peter's withdrawal of our first wedding plans.

Peter glanced down, turned