Elena's POV
We had just finished our exchange of vows and Ryan wrapped his arm around my tiny waist and pecked me on the cheek which made my cheeks turn red.
"Take out that grimace from your face and at least pretend to be happy. I don't want the media to think that you were forced into this." He whispered into my ears, to others it looked like he was whispering sweet things.
My mood went sour, just when I had started getting all giddy inside. A scowl made its way to my face and I didn't even bother hiding my displeasure.
Everyone was busy eating and socialising but I don't feel good about this.
"Hello, I'm Dave Green from the JuicyPress. I'd like to ask you both some questions about your union and the outburst from the bride's mother." An average looking man with thick glasses and a mop of bushy brown curls on his head approached us both.
"We'll give no interviews, today is a special day for us both." Ryan boomed, sounding a bit irritated.
