Grandmother Victoria was a woman of her word. Two men, intimately familiar to Scarlett, burst into the dressing room with boisterous laughter.
"Scarlett, my darling! Our little queen!" Ben exclaimed, throwing his arms wide.
"Look at this beautiful face, Ben. Why so cloudy? Today is your big day!" Kyle chimed in, gently stroking Scarlett's cheek.
For the first time that day, Scarlett offered a genuine smile. Ben and Kyle, the brother duo of makeup and fashion, were the ones who had styled her for her secret wedding to Julian. They were among the few who knew the truth of that union, and they had adored Scarlett from the start.
"I'm just... a little nervous, Kyle," Scarlett admitted.
"Don't be. We're here to ensure that when you step into JTC Management, everyone forgets how to breathe," Ben winked, beginning to unpack trunks of high-end couture.
