A table decorated was set in the middle of the house and the court clerk was waiting patiently for the couple.
Camilo was taken to his room by Miss Emelda and a few others. His stylist was waiting for him when they got inside, his dressing didn't take long at all. They picked his suit, innerwear, his tie and his hair stylist Paul made the perfect type of hair for Camilo. In less than ten minutes, they were done and the groom and bride were finally ready.
"I feel like I am going to hell," Camilo said to Miss Emelda after everyone went outside. Miss Emelda hugged him and then said to him.
"Just don't let her rule you."
Camilo and Mylar met at the staircase as they came out. At first, Camilo was drooled by the way she was decked up but immediately composed himself and his emotions, he looked away as if he was irritated by her presence, she also took a glance at him and looked away in a hurry. She didn't want him to know that she found him attractive.
