Paula took one look at my face and immediately knew what had happened. \u201cOh no,\u201d she whispered. \u201cYou found the folder.\u201d My stomach dropped even further. Then she unzipped the garment bag and pulled out the ivory dress. Before I could demand an explanation, she told me something completely unexpected: the dress wasn\u2019t hers. It was mine. Steven had secretly organized a vow renewal for our thirtieth wedding anniversary, and Paula had attended the fittings because she wore exactly my size.<\/p>\n
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Suddenly, every suspicious clue began falling into place. Steven hadn\u2019t really gone fishing that weekend. His friends had posted photographs from an old trip while he spent four days near a jeweler designing a wider wedding band that wouldn’t hurt his injured finger. The pale mark on his hand wasn’t proof he had removed his ring for another woman\u2014it was simply where his old ring had protected his skin from the sun. Even the mysterious woman at the marina was only the event planner. But one detail still confused me: the lake Steven had used to unlock his laptop. When Paula explained its meaning, I started crying again.<\/p>\n
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