"Scarlett, you—you're joking with me, right? Someone said you're getting married. You're just trying to force me to come find you, aren't you?"
As Julian spoke, he reached out to take my hand, but I pulled away before he could touch me.
"Scarlett, stop messing around, okay? You look so beautiful in that wedding dress. Let's get married. Right now. I'll go back right now and—"
"I'm not messing around."
Julian's words died in his throat. He stared at me, utterly dumbfounded.
He watched, helpless, as I walked over to Grayson and slipped my arm through his.
"Allow me to introduce you. This is my fiancé. Our wedding is next month."
Hearing my words, Julian still refused to believe it.
"Grayson hounded you relentlessly back then, and you never once gave in. I know you, Scarlett. He's jus
