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This is set on the same day but later on at the reception.

"Ahem" Gail said clearing her throat. "If you don't mind I would like to make a small toast to the happy couple on their wedding day. Carla you make my son so happy and at first I didn't like you, I envied you. But now your part of the family and I couldn't think of a better wife for my son. And erm well the dj is ready now so if you'd like to make your way to the dance floor for the first dance" she said smiling at them both, for once she actually was happy for them.

In the background Adele's "make you feel my love" began to play. Nick spun Carla around and they began to dance. They were both surprisingly good at dancing considering neither of them had, had any practice.

Carlas hair was now out of the braid that it had been in recently and it was just past her shoulders and was wavy.

"I love you" he whispered into her hair.

"I love you too" to breathed back.

...

The night had now progressed and everyone was a little drunk. Carla wasn't hammered like she was last time but she was very tipsy,as was Nick. It was Michelle this time that was completely out of the skull, boozed up.

"What should we do about Chelle?" Carla whispered to Nick whilst looking at her bladdered best friend.

"What's up with her?" Nick asked his wife.

"I think she's just missing Steve bless her, it can't be easy for her seeing us all loved up whilst her "husband" is sunning himself in Spain and couldn't care less" Carla said concerned for her.

"I get what you mean sweetheart, I know he's got depression but his wife needs him. Well at least she's got you babe" Nick said whilst smiling.

...

"It's nearly time for the speeches, I hope she doesn't say anything she shouldn't." Peter said walking up behind Carla.

"Say anything about what?" Carla said oblivious to what he was on about.

"You and Robert, she's really drunk car, maybe we should take her upstairs?" Peter suggested.

Carla shuddered at the mention of his name. Robert, he was there some where with Leanne. They'd been invited by Nick, she couldn't exactly say she didn't want them there so she just warned Robert to stay clear of her and he reluctantly agreed.

He wasn't a bad bloke really and it wasn't he fault but they still slept together which made Carla feel physically sick.

"She'll be fine Peter, just keep her away from that stage yeah?" She begged.

"Yeah, I'll do my best. Can I ask you a question Carla?" Peter asked.

"Yeah sure"

"Are you happy?" He cautiously questioned.

"Well yeah, Robert aside I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life." She replied smiling. "Honestly Peter I'm fine" she added.

"But you'd tell me if you weren't?"

"Yes of course I would, now stop worrying about me Peter, I've got Nick for that" she said smiling again.

As she walked away to find Nick what she didn't know was that Nick and witnessed the whole conversation, he hadn't heard what was being said but he was convinced he'd seen something between them. What he didn't realise was that he was so wrong.

...

'Ding Ding Ding' the glass went as Michelle tapped on the side of it with a desert spoon.

"I'd like to make a toast please" she spoke aloud whilst slurring her words.

"No Michelle, you don't have to. Your drunk." Carla said whilst trying to stop her and bring her down from the stage.

"Car... Carla, no I want to, you do so much for me and I need to make a speech to the happy couple on their wedding day" Michelle answered back pushing Carla out of the way.

Carla managed to drag Michelle of the stage and up the the back room around the back of it.

"Chelle babe, you've got to sober up. Look I know you miss Steve but you've got me and you've got Nick" she said once they were inside the back room.

"I don't know what to do Carla I love him so much but he's never here,it's like he doesn't want me anymore" Michelle replied now crying.

"Long distance relationships can work Chelle" Carla tried to reassure her.

"What would you know about relationships Carla? You slept with someone else on your husbands birthday" Michelle said quite harshly.

"You know that was a mistake Chelle! I was drunk and id just found out about Johnny being my dad. I'd never hurt Nick intentionally."

Just as she finished her sentence Nick burst though door. Had he heard?

"How could you!" He shouted.

Nick I'm so sorry! It didn't mean anything!" She said trying to justify what Nick had just heard.

"Save it Carla" he replied bluntly.

"How much did you hear?" She asked cautiously.

"All of it, everyone did Carla. You forgot to turn Michelle's mic off" he said nodding towards the mic that Michelle had in her hand.

"Nick... I'm sorry" was all Carla could say as she reached for the mic and switched it off.

"Come on, come with me" he said grabbing her hand.

He pulled her through the crowd of people who were just staring.

"Where are we going Nick?" She said, tears streaming down her face as they went past the elevators and up the stairs. He just looked down at her and carried on pulling her behind him.

As the approached the room which Carla assumed was booked for them he let go of her and and took the key card out of his pocket and opened the door. He then ushered Carla inside.

"Look Nick, I'm so sorr-" she began but he cut her off.

"I asked you that night that you wanted to call it off if there was someone else and you lied to my face. Why didn't you just tell me then? Why marry me if you love someone else?" He said through his tears.

"I don't know why I lied,Nick I married you because I love you!" She cried back.

"Well I must say you've got a funny way of showing it" he said turning away.

"It meant nothing, it was one time! I know that doesn't make it any better but as soon as it happened I regretted it. " she tried to explain.

"I want to know everything" Nick ordered.

"No Nic-"

"CARLA! You cheated on me on my birthday! I deserve to know! Who was it?" He screamed.

"Nick please don't make me tell you" Carla begged.

"Do I know him?" He asked as she turned away.

"DO I KNOW HIM CARLA?"

"Yes..." She said so quietly she wondered if she'd imagined saying it. She knew she hadn't when she saw his expression change. "Are we friends with them?" He asked horrified at what she might reply next.

"He's kind of your friend I suppose" she muttered under her breath.

"It's Peter isn't it! You've been cheating with him haven't you! I knew ever since he came back you've been different! If you didn't want me why didn't you just say?" He said crying with his head in his hands.

"Nick.." She said running over to him crying. She pulled him in close to her and rocked him side to side trying to calm him. "It wasn't Peter, and your all I want Nicky"

"Don't call me that, for God sake Carla this isn't guess who the back stabber edition! Just tell me who it is" he shouted.

"It's Robert..."