Julian’s expression hardened.
“It’s too late now,” he said quietly. “You may as well tell her the truth.”
My stomach dropped.
My maid of honor, Elise, quickly calmed the guests while I dragged both men into a small office beside the church lobby.
The moment the door closed, I turned to Julian.
“Start talking.”
He exhaled slowly.
“My real name is Adrian Julian.”
My body went cold.
“You lied to me?”
“Not about loving you.”
Dad laughed bitterly from the corner.
“You had no right coming near her.”
Julian ignored him and kept his eyes on me.
“My family knew your father years ago.”
I turned to Dad, waiting for him to deny it.
Instead, he sat down heavily, covering his face with both hands.