Never Lend Your Fiancé Away
Language: en
Whenever the holidays rolled around, Helena would loan me out to her single girlfriends like a designer coat they couldn’t afford to buy themselves. The excuse was always wrapped in pretty, high-society altruism: ""Women supporting women, Ian. Just helping the girls survive their family interrogations."" Her friends, naturally, were thrilled. Their families, however, were not. Some old-money matriarchs took one look at my mortality and background and practically hurled their silver service in my face. Others saw through the charade within ten minutes and had their security escort me down…