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Two Days Before Our Wedding, I Reached Behind My Fiancé’s Childhood Couch—What I Found Instead Made Me Call the Police and Cancel Everything

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supposed to call for help or arrange anything?”

My own phone rang. It was Celia.
“You had her phone.”
I answered quickly.
“Alison, I went through all the recent charges,” she said. “One card used isn’t yours or Nathan’s.”
“Whose is it?”
“It belongs to a woman named Margaret.”
I stared directly at Nathan. “How much was spent?”

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