Chapter 39

Scarlett’s POV

The place where they sell wedding flowers is enormous, and when I say enormous, I mean truly enormous. I thought we were going to some regular store where he would walk in, pick what he liked, and be done with it. But that wasn’t the case at all.

William likes to do everything big. So, he grabbed the most beautiful sunflowers and had some artificial ones made and painted. He asked me what I thought about ice sculptures, and I told him they scared me, that if it were my wedding, and they melted, I’d feel bad. He just laughed and assured me it wouldn’t melt the way I thought. So, I told him I liked them and that having a sculpture of me with my husband would be great. Even romantic. The hours we spent picking wedding items felt endless, and I didn’t mind it at all. I had fun, we ate, we got ice cream all over our shirts acting silly, and I felt in my comfort zone.

At dinner, everyone was on edge, wondering what Mérida would do. She had gotten so