His Secret Family, My Public Shame
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but was determined to play to perfection. I was Lynn Winters, the happy fiancée, the devoted daughter. I smiled at Lia
ecret weapon, was hidden in the lining of a purse I never used. Every smile I g
f the Washington D.C. social calendar. It was less than a month away. An event swarmin
I found a top-tier divorce lawyer who specialized in high-profile political cases and arranged a discreet consul
t like home, now made my skin crawl. One evening, he came up behind me as I wa
king about?" he mu
counting the seconds until I
k into him just enough to sell the l
to my temple. "It's our last big event befo
thick I could h
next phase of my plan presented itself. Liam was sc
g his tie in the mirror. "But it's a close
briefcase. "I was thinking of doing
**property records I'd uncovered**. It was a fifty-minute drive, a straight shot down the highway. My
back from the road in a neighborhood of pristine lawns and imposin
plan was risky, bordering on insane. I
sive athleisure wear, looking every bit the wealthy suburban mother. She strapped F
as my
outdated lock I'd spotted with binoculars. My hands shook as I inserted the tension wrench and the pick. My first attempts failed, the metallic scrape against the
covered in framed photos of the three of them. A child's drawing of their family was s
me. It was
bedroom. It was neat and tidy, decorated in serene shades of grey
in a simple white dress, he in a dark suit. It must have been a secret ceremony, a commi
my life.
d called me his future,
pictures on the walls, the drawing on the fridge, the damnin
nightstand caught my eye. It was a small, vel
wedding ring. It was meant for her. He was
ling into the driveway. My heart leaped
g the louvered doors shut just as I heard the front door open. I crouched in the da
a mutter to herself. Then her phone rang. I
g careful... I know, I know. Just until the wedding. Then you can stop worrying about me
framed me for. It wasn't just a leak; it was a dirty deal my father was inv
off. I waited a full five minutes, my body trembling, before I dared to m
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