Chapter 5 — His Actual Wife

The outdoor courtyard was full of guests drinking cocktails and chatting, relaxed, unhurried.

Nobody was waiting for a ceremony to begin.

And every single guest turned to look at me as I came up the path, with a sickening mixture of pity and gossip and awkward, knowing silence.

Brenda stepped out of the main foyer, arms crossed tight over her chest.

“You have nothing left to do here, Samantha.