“Come to my wedding with Claire and bring the girls. Your invitation includes a plus-one, but we both know you don’t have anyone.”
That was how my ex-husband, Max, invited me to his wedding. After thirteen years of marriage and two daughters, he had left me for Claire, his personal trainer. Before walking away, he told me I no longer looked the way he wanted. “Men are visual,” he had said. “Claire is perfect.” His words stayed with me long after our marriage ended. When the invitation arrived, I nearly threw it away, but our daughters wanted to attend. Then I noticed the plus-one invitation, and an idea came to mind. I asked Edward, my handsome coworker and close friend, to pretend to be my boyfriend. He agreed, but his smile made me wonder whether he had another reason.
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