ERICA'S POV
"Here's my soon to be wife- Erica white." Max announced to all the reporters.
I ducked my head low and felt like burying myself deep into the pits of ground. This is so embarrassing.
They all clicked pictures of us when max wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Smile please." He wishpered into my ears.
I pursued my lips together and tried to smile in which I failed miserably. Okay here we go making fun of myself!
"Sir, is your wedding arranged or love?" One of the reporters asked.
"Love." Max smiled with full confidence.
Alas! From where he gets such high confidence? Look at me, I mean I have zero confidence. f*****g zero.
And love marriage, seriously? It would be better if we do not get married. Like literally!
Next for half an hour, I stood there like a statue
