The Fiancée's Fatal Flaw

our marriage license was suppose

it was

lt with our own money and sweat, trying to p

voice was str

? I'm just fini

her tone flat. "I hit my head.

art s

ou okay? Whe

didn't sound fine. "But Ethan

sense. I laughed, a ne

ing about? We just got our

don't remember you. My lawyer is here. You need to meet me back a

is is insane. Let me co

r voice like ice. "Just be at the courthouse in an

ne wen

ning. This had to be a joke, one of Jocelyn's twisted, dramati

keys and ran

house, I saw her immedi

always told me was "just a friend" from her past. He had his arm wrapped t

id, my voice ba

e and empty, as if I were a co

man. Sorry about this. She had a nasty fall. The doctors said it co

, looking at Jocelyn. "

ed closer to Caleb. "H

ple nearby to turn and stare. She pointed a perfectly manicured fing

e harder than a

clipboard. "Mr. Lester? If you'll just sign here. Given Ms. Chadwick's medical cond

d finally to Jocelyn's cold, blank stare. There was no recognition,

pen. I felt numb, disconnected fro

y. "That's a new record," she muttered to her colleague. "Li

ded, unabl

eb whisper in Jocelyn's ear, "See

hat was once music to

into the blinding Texas sun, feelin