They Called Me “The Whale”-But the Head Cheerleader Chose Me for Prom. Twenty Years Later, Fate Gave Me a Chance to Repay Her

the photographs.

Then at Ethan.

The next three months would be unbearable.

But perhaps unbearable was exactly what justice required.

I slowly closed the briefcase.

“Three months,” I said.

Ethan released a long breath.

Then he extended his hand.

And together, two betrayed spouses made a pact that would change all four of their lives forever.

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