My Fiancé Left the Phone Line Open One Day Before Our Wedding, and I Heard Him Tell His Mother He Planned to Take My House, My Savings, and Then Get Rid of Me. So I Changed a Few Details About the Ceremony—and When the Final Wedding Gift Appeared on the Screen, Nathan Learned He Had Never Been the One Running the Con.

“Not our wedding.”

I nodded toward Elise.

She lifted the untouched marriage license.

“There was never going to be a legal ceremony today.”

Nathan’s face twisted.

Then he laughed.

It was ugly.

“Fine.”

He spread his arms.

“You got your little revenge moment.”

I said nothing.

“You embarrassed me.”

Still nothing.

“You think that makes you clever?”

“No.”

He stepped backward.

“You don’t know anything about me.”

“I know enough.”

“No, Sharon.”

His smile returned.

And somehow that frightened me more.

“You know the version your lawyer found overnight.”

Rebecca’s expression tightened.

Nathan looked toward my daughters.

Grace moved closer to Lily.

His smile widened.

“You still don’t know why I chose you.”

The room went cold.

I whispered, “Melissa.”

For the first time, Nathan looked surprised.

Linda turned sharply toward him.

“Nathan.”

He ignored her.

I continued.

“You knew my sister.”

Nathan said nothing.

“Melissa investigated Ashford.”