The Day My Fiancée Married Another

ed, my voice devoid

cold, hard k

es, Ethan. It's terrible. We only fo

pained smile i

trying to draw me into her drama. "But please, try to have some compas

s everythi

, but they cut thro

o me. You m

insisted, her voice rising. "I

Caleb, then

ade was

u to leave

don't be like this. Don't be so self

g out, Sav

er face was ge

this? Because I showed a dying man some

with accusation,

After everything! You'd abandon me

y trying to mak

carefully constructed sympathy vanishing. "

Savi when she di

epping back and closing the

packing im

e guesthouse, mostly clo

felt like a sham, a care

es, not the recent, tai

y genuine, before the full weight o

kid, fascinated by

ob in Austin, a research positio

long distance, that Houston had opp

meone with my softwa

etour from my geophysics software ambi

survey software, the one that was now the

rp Internationa

onship, into that company, believ

, the signs of e

n image, on parties, o

issal of my wor

n her ear, flattering her, isolating her from

ties, her entitlement, her

e'd le

tificate wasn't

long, slow drift, a final,