Julia shrugged her shoulders. "I don't want alcohol. If someone doesn't like it, they can leave. Not all weddings have to be the same." She stated. She placed the papers neatly on the coffee table, and looked over at Reece. "Okay. I'll be in the studio if you need me after your shower." Once Reece left, Julia stood up, and left the living room.
She walked down the hallway and into the studio. She was happy about the wedding, she knew it would be perfect. Once she got to the studio, she flipped the switch on, and went over to her painting station. Though Julia wasn't sure what she would paint right now, she grabbed a paint brush, and tapped the tip against her chin.
All of sudden though, her mind started to wander, and her thoughts went to Jamie. She wondered what he was doing right now, if he was keeping up on his walking, and if Harry hadn't killed him. Her lips started to burn though, she closed her eyes, and remembered their kiss that they shared before Jamie kicked her out. Julia did want to go see Jamie, to see if he was alright, but she figured that it would be awkward, and there would probably be a high chance they kissed again.
Julia opened her eyes, she smiled as she started to paint, she knew what she was going to paint now. She started to hum to herself, as she worked. Painting always made her happy and calm.