Julia’s POV
The past two days have been chaotic since I returned to George’s penthouse. What was originally planned to be a small wedding was slowly becoming the wedding of the century.
I have had to try on different wedding dresses, I have met with a series of bakers for the cake testing, and it took us a miracle to secure the town church for the wedding. Dad had to pull some impossible strings because the priest’s daughter had booked the church in advance for her wedding and we were asked to change dates but my folks weren’t having it. Dad promised to take care of it and true to his words, he did.
Although last I heard, the bride-to-be ended up in a mini accident and won’t be able to walk until a month so she willingly chose to postpone her wedding. I knew something shady happened b
