“EIGHT MONTHS AFTER OUR DIVORCE, HE INVITED ME TO HIS WEDDING—BUT HE HAS NO IDEA WHAT I’M ABOUT TO BRING

almost striking.

Margaret leaned in. “Adrian?”

No response.

Celeste tried to peek. “What is that?”

Adrian lifted his gaze to me.

“No.”

I tilted my head. “No?”

His voice dropped to a whisper. “This is fake.”

Damon appeared beside me like a shadow taking form.

“It is not.”

Adrian turned to him. “Who the hell are you?”

“Damon Reyes. Ms. Hart’s attorney.”

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