And Ada shakes her head, feeling terrible for Nichole. "Oh, well... I suppose this is not our problem, really," She says, sighing as she looks at herself in the mirror, fixing her hair in place.

Nichole stands out on the deck of the ship. She had called her parents, who hurried out and were now sitting on the deck, trying hard not to be disgusted by the ship. "Dad, do you want to walk me down the aisle, or...?" Nichole asks, and her father, distracted by the boat, doesn't even respond. "Alright... Fuck that then..." She whispers to herself, turning to Castor, who came with her parents. "You want to walk me down the aisle? That makes more sense..." She asks.

"Yeah. Yeah, definitely," Castor says back with a smile, wearing the tux that he normally wears, looking no different than usual.

"Great..." Nichole grabs her bouquet and waits for her fiance.

Ada puts on her long fake eyelashes that her eyes have become known for, and takes Erich's arm. "We will make an appearance at both weddings. And then we will go our seperate ways."

Nichole gives a small smile as she looks at the alter, noticing that there is no bridesmaids for her. None at all.

Ada, appearing on the scene, looks so sad that Nichole has none, and jumps up at the alter to be her bridesmaid.

Nichole gives Ada a thankful smile as she takes Castor's arm and starts down the aisle with him, smiling at her future husband the whole way.

Natalya sits on the bed, makeup all down her face, flowing down her cheeks followed by tears. She puts her head down into her hands and cries. Her wedding dress lies on the floor feet away from her, scrumpled into a ball as she sits in just her underwear. She shakes a little, partially with anger and partially through pure sadness for Erica. She had tried everything to get Nichole to like her, but it was never going to happen, and now her friend was on the receiving end of Nichole's ire just because she was marrying Natalya. She puts her head down and starts to cry again.

Erica sees Nichole yelling something but can't hear. She turns on her heels and goes to Natalya's room to comfort her. Spotting her In her underwear,Erica slightly jokes," honeymoon is after the wedding, natycakes."

Natalya stays quiet. She barely looks up. After a few minutes she puts her hands on her thighs and sighs loudly. She wipes her eyes and looks over.

"I don't....understand..." She whispers.

Erica hugs natys and finally lets out all the tears she's been holding back." I'm so sorry nats. Everyone was right about her! Why didn't I see?" Erica kisses Natalya's cheek. " I am so sorry she fucked up everything " Erica says bitterly.

Natalya cries hard. "I have done nothing....if anyone should be mad I should be mad to her for trying to take you away when she kissed you. But no. I try to move on and still she treat me like this." She cries. "I am a good girlfriend. I would be a good wife." She hugs Erica tight.

Erica scowls at the door and Nichole's voice" go away." Erica says emotionless.


Erica brushes Natalya's hair out if her face." She never wanted to take me away,natycakes. She only wanted to ruin things for us...well,me. " Erica kisses Natalya's hand." You will be a great wife. I'm not letting her stop me from marrying you today. I dont care if we both look like shit .we are doing this."