I Broke My Leg Two Months Before My Wedding—Being Trapped at Home Exposed My Fiancé’s Dark Secret

Perfect Fiancé

By the time we got home, my phone was already lighting up.

Mom’s face appeared on the screen, her reading glasses pushed into her gray curls.

“Kate, sweetheart, let me see you.”

Adam immediately sat beside me.

“She’s doing great, Marissa,” he said with a smile. “I’m making sure she doesn’t lift a finger.”

Mom pressed a hand to her chest.

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