My ex abandoned me and our son for a wealthy man—ten years later, she invited me to her wedding, so I hired an actress to pose as my wife.

you.”

Susan had just made it sound like being me was not something broken.

Susan watched him go.

“He’s protective of you.”

“He shouldn’t have to be.”

“But he is,” she said quietly.

The wedding was at a country club outside the city, the kind of place with white stone columns, trimmed hedges, and people who smiled at you while deciding your value in under continue reading …