HER FATHER PUSHED HER INTO THE FOUNTAIN AT HER SISTER’S WEDDING—THEN HER SECRET HUSBAND WALKED THROUGH THE DOOR

of his wrist for a brief second.

“I’m okay,” she said.

Alexander looked at her, then at Ernest. “No,” he said calmly. “You’re not.”

Ernest stepped forward. “Excuse me, this is a private family event.”

Alexander turned slightly toward him. “I understand exactly what this is.”

“That woman is my daughter,” Ernest snapped.

Daniela finally spoke. “Rodrigo, who continue reading …