My Fiancé, Your Groom

Summary

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When I flew to Paris to photograph an engagement photo for a mysterious client, I never imagined, the groom-to-be, looking so deeply in love through my lens, would be my own fiancé of eight years. The man I was supposed to marry at The Plaza next month.

There he was, in a perfectly tailored Tom Ford suit, passionately kissing another woman under the Eiffel Tower.

"Sloane," he told her, "you are my soulmate. This life, the next―I'm yours forever."

Later, at that grand wedding, I was a no-s