You Chose Secrecy, I Chase the Light
Language: en
On my wedding day, the wedding car dropped me off at the service entrance beside the dumpsters behind the reception hall. Mark Perrette opened the door beside me and issued the same familiar order. “Go through the back. I’ll take Kat through the main entrance. That way, none of our coworkers will find out.” Before I could respond, he sped off with Katrina Palmer. He left me standing alone in a puddle of filthy runoff with my wedding dress bunched in my hands. It was the ninety-ninth time Mark had left me behind to keep anyone from suspecting we were together. We had kept our…