The wedding couldn’t have been more perfect—until Dad suddenly gripped my hand and whispered, “Get away from everyone. We need to talk. Now.”

the weight in his voice, and the damning evidence on his phone told me he believed every word he was saying. And my father was not a man to make accusations lightly, especially accusations that would destroy his daughter’s happiness.

“Oh God, Emily,” I whispered, as the full impact of the situation hit me. “What are we going to do?”

The Impossible Dilemma

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