I married my high school sweetheart after 15 years together — on our first anniversary, I heard him say, “She still has no idea what I’ve been planning.”

underneath everything.

The door opened.

My stepmother walked inside.

Deirdre removed her coat calmly and laid it over the back of a chair.

She carried a thick brown folder under her arm.

“Happy anniversary, Corinne,” she said.

I couldn’t move.

Wesley closed the door behind her.

For several seconds, all I could do was stare from one of them to the other.

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