I walked into my sister’s wedding fully aware she was marrying my former husband.
My goal was simple: stay discreet, keep my composure, applaud politely, and disappear before emotions caught up with me.
I never imagined my father would be the one to shatter the silence.
Corbin had always seemed dependable. Quiet. Grounded.
That sense of stability was exactly why …
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