A/N: On the right is Chloe's wedding dress. Stay tune for the final chapter (Epilogue)!

And thank-you to all of you for staying with Ed and Chloe all this while. Love you guys ^^

EDIT: I didn't realise this, but to all the American readers out there, Happy Thanksgiving :)

I can't believe this is it.

I'm sitting at my dress table now, wearing my elegant, princess-seamed gown with a chiffon skirt to flatter my shape. I touch my hair nervously and Mum snaps loudly from beside me, "Don't touch your hair! You will ruin the hairdresser's efforts."

I nod nervously and stare at the stranger in the mirror. I hardly look like my normal self. My hair is looped up in a fashionable chignon hairdo. My eyes are bigger, enhanced by the sparkly eyeshadow and my lips seem plumper with the lip gloss but it's me.

I'm getting married today.

The entire morning had been hectic. The hairdresser, make-up artists came and went and I'm not used to so many people fussing after me. I'm currently waiting for the limo to come and fetch me so that I can go to the castle.

I haven't seen Ed since last night and it's just as well. Getting married is a nerve-wrecking experience. In the movies, you see them all floaty and happy but it's all fake. I'm scared of so many things. What if I trip on my train and make a fool of myself infront of Eleanor's chic and rich friends?

Chill, just chill.

Mum's the only person left. Everyone else has left for the castle. I could have gone alone but she insisted. And to be honest, she actually looks like she's going to pass out and she's not even the one getting married today.

"Mum, calm down," I say quietly.

"I can't," Mum snaps. "My only daughter is getting married. How can I not be worried?"

"I thought you would be glad," I say. "When I get married, no one will nag at you or quarrel with you anymore."

"Oh Chloe," Mum sighed.

She came over to my side and it's only now when I realise her eyes are filled with tears.

"Mum, you're crying!" I exclaim and try to scramble for a tissue.

"Ignore me," she muttered. "I'm just feeling melancholic because my only daughter's gone. She's leaving my side and I will never see her again."

"Mum, please," I say a little awkwardly.

I want to reach out to touch her but it might crumple her dress. To be honest, I'm feeling pretty upset now. The thought of living with Ed is more thrilling and scary at the same time. Of course, I would still see Mum from time to time but it's just not the same. And Mum has been there for me....for my entire life- throughout my breakups, my mood swings and all those stuff.

And of course, she's the reason why I met Ed.

"Don't worry about me," Mum sniffs. "I'm just emotional that my baby's all grown up."

"I know, I feel the same way too," I answer softly and hugged her. She takes care not to ruin my dress and squeezing my shoulders, she whispered into my ear, "I know I haven't been a responsible mother but I'm glad that you turned out fine."

"Mum, don't say that!" I exclaim. "You've been crazy, but that's expected." I grin and she reluctantly smiles back.

Suddenly, her phone buzzes and she looks up. "It's time to go. The limo's here."

She helped me out and we walk out of the bedroom door.

"Is marriage scary?" I ask.

Mum looks at me strangely. "You're asking that only now?"

"Just double-checking." I roll my eyes.

"Marriage is scary," she paused. "But it's also one of life's greatest adventures."

I nod and whisper, "Let's go then."

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Finally, I stand outside of the castle. When Mum gives me the cue, the doors will supposedly open and I will enter with Adrian who's standing silently by my side.

"Mum, go in," I mutter. "You will miss me walking down the aisle if you keep hovering around me."

"I can't bear to." Mum shot Adrian a look.

Ed's uncle's castle is beautiful, with its tall towers and hard rock structures but I can't appreciate any of these now because there are literally butterflies in my stomach.

I turn to Adrian, wanting to ask him when it's time to march in, when I notice he's crying.

Oh no, not again. Mental breakdowns seem to be rampant here.

"Dad?" I say slowly. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Adrian says gruffly. He wipes away his tears and I hear Mum mutter loudly, "Pussy."

Ignoring Mum, I pat him on the shoulder and whisper, "Don't worry. Ed and I will still see you loads after the honeymoon."

Even now, it's strange for me to realise that my long-lost dad is Ed's step-father but I'm getting used to it and while Adrian's pretty arrogant because he's used to Eleanor's "ways", he's a pretty cool Dad actually. Just the other day, he taught me how to play the drums and trust, it ain't easy.

Ed was laughing whilst I was attempting to keep in beat and I got super pissed. I totally ignored him that night.

Suddenly, the "Wedding March" tune comes on and I loop my arm around Adrian's and we step into the castle as the doors fling open. As I walk down the aisle, rows and rows of people stand up and clap.

There're so many unfamiliar people (probably from Ed's side) screaming as I try to concentrate on reaching the altar.

"WOHOO, GO CHLOE!" Marilyn screams and I spot her with Derek. She was dressed in a revealing red dress as usual and Derek's smiling as he wraps his hands around her. I'm okay with Derek now. He's pretty weird but as long as he treats Marilyn well, I've no objections against him.

"YOU ROCK CHLOE!" Zoe shouts and I see her standing nearer to the aisle.

I smile at her and I notice Fred's staring at Zoe with utmost admiration. He's totally ignoring the bride (a.k.a me) coming down the aisle which proves he only has eyes for one person. Hopefully, he can tolerate Zoe's crazy and over-the-top ways.

I see Evelyn waving her hands and I smile. My best friend's with Berry and they are cuddled together lovingly with my 3 adorable god-sons. I'm relieved that they've finally made up after that episode.

I spot Ed's cousin, Autumn Young, who I've discovered is this friendly and nice girl and she was the one who did my hairstyle and makeup. She gives me an encouraging smile and I nod back.

"Are you holding on just fine? We can slow down if you want," Adrian says under his breath.

"I'm fine," I say. "Let's keep going."

My attention turns towards the altar and I catch my breath. Ed.

He's wearing a dark tuxedo and he looks utterly breath-taking and completely gorgeous. I'm start to feel ashamed of my plain appearance until his eyes widen appreciatively when he sees me and I smile, glad that I don't look half-bad.

Ed winks playfully and me and I resist an urge to laugh. As my eyes latch on  him, I suddenly remember how we've got here- all the events, all the memories.

Our first disastrous blind date. The awkward moment when I realised he was my boss. How I blurted out that I had only sex for 5 times when I first met him. How I used to call him Mr-Too-Frowny.

How I used to be turned on by his sexy smile. How we argued when we had dinner for the first time at the expensive restaurant. How we attempted to have sex in the elevator.

The disastrous work trip. The entire Hannah episode which still makes my heart ache. The sweet, romantic marriage proposal.

To think all of these started with just a blind date. I have to give Mum kudos for that. If I hadn't gone for that blind date, I wouldn't have met Ed.

We've been through so much and I'm finally marrying the man I love.

Finally, we reach the altar. Adrian pats me and he leaves to join Eleanor who has a rare smile on her face.

I turn to Ed and smile. "Why, Mr Hardy, fancy seeing you here," I say teasingly.

"Yes, Ms Manson." Ed nods. "I was supposed to meet a Mrs Hardy here."

"Why, that's a coincidence," I murmur and for a moment, both of us can't help grinning at each other.

The pastor makes a few introductions and asks us to make the marriage vows.

Ed begins, "I, Ed Hardy, take thee, Chloe Manson, to be my lawful wedded Wife...." I hardly hear the rest of the sentence because I'm feeling so jumbled up inside.

I repeat my part of the marriage vows and the adorable ring bearer (who's my godson a.k.a Evelyn's son) comes up to us holding the ring cushion.

Ed takes the ring and he slides it onto my finger. I smile as the pastor proclaims, "May the groom kiss the bride." Everyone starts clapping and someone (probably Marilyn) screams, "Do a French kiss!"

Ed takes my head and plants a swoon-worthy kiss on my lips. I groan and kiss hungrily back until someone shouts, "Get a room!"

We pull reluctantly back and turn to face the audience.

"You can't escape from me now, Mrs Hardy," Ed whispers.

"I like my new name," I giggled.

"I love you so much Chloe." Ed stares at me intently. "Do you regret marrying me?"

"No, of course not." I smile. "I love you too Ed, forever and ever."

THE END