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.”

it. We got through the day without destroying everything.”

“Now what?” I asked, though I dreaded the answer.

“Now we prepare for the hardest conversation of our lives,” Dad replied. “I’m going to contact the private investigator tomorrow, get copies of everything. Bank records, marriage certificates, photographs—everything Emily will need to see to believe continue reading …