Nickolas' POV
A million thoughts in my head, i walk towards the landing. I continue to watch as Ally and Marco come down the stairs, hand in hand. Cameras flash, as they capture the first glipse of wife of the oldest Bishop son.
And my heart aches, it should have been me by her side, these memories that no one will forget, that are now sealed in paper, should have been with me. As they approach the landing, my eyes focuses on Marco.
This morning before Ally and i went out, he came to me and we talked. He can't help what he feels, but i just needed him to understand and respect that Ally is mine, irrespective of whatever problems she and i may have, and he needs to pull his shit together. That said, we put what happened last night behind us and will move forward like we always have, like brothers. He'll be fine.
He speaks as soon as they step foot on the landing.