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.

Her smile froze, then snapped back into place for the camera.

Dinner started after that, and then the DJ announced a chance for open toasts.

Susan stood up.

My stomach dropped.

We had never talked about this.

The room turned toward her with the mild curiosity people reserve for strangers at weddings.

I grabbed her wrist lightly.

“What are you doing?”

She looked continue reading …