I don't care. And let's close this topic.

Why are you so stubbornly denying that you are still attracted to each other?

Because it doesn't mean anything, you know? It flooded, yes. I won't hide. But this is just a memory of youth, of the time when it seemed that everything was still ahead. And that there will be no greater love. In fact, you yourself understand how it is. I'm getting married, Julie.

Fortunately, Yulia did not argue. Dry nodded. Thoughtfully ran her finger along the rim of the glass and, turning to the window, asked quietly:

Do you remember our bachelorette party at Mariam's? When did we decide...