The Other Woman's Wedding

Summary

Eleven years. We’d been together for eleven years when Ethan Hayes promised me the wedding of the century.

But three days before I was supposed to walk down the aisle, an anonymous email landed in my inbox.

It was a photo: Ethan and another woman, beaming, holding up a marriage certificate from City Hall.

Her smile was radiant. The way Ethan looked at her was pure adoration.

The caption was a single, chilling line: “I’m coming home.”

I took the photo to Ethan. His response was a casual shrug.