The room fell silent.
Even the officiant couldn't help glancing at Julian.
Julian's face went pale, then flushed.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
I didn't linger.
As Adrian and I walked down from the stage, he quietly reminded me, "Careful."
I looked down at my high-heeled wedding shoes.
I had chosen them for Julian.
They pinched my feet.
And they didn't even suit me.
Adrian seemed to notice.
He crouched in front of me.
"The heels are too high. I have a pair of flats in my car."
I froze.
"Why would you have those?"
He looked up at me.
"You once said high heels hurt your feet. I remembered."
My throat tightened.
Even an offhand complaint had stayed with someone for so long.
Julian chased after us.
The moment he saw Adrian crouching in front of me, his expre
