Divorcing Him Before Our Honeymoon
Language: en
On the eve of our honeymoon, Garrett suddenly canceled our flights to Svalbard and rebooked everything for Egypt. I was standing in the middle of an outdoor gear store, holding a heavy down parka, when the automated confirmation text flashed on my phone screen. Before I could even process the notification, Garrett’s call came through. His voice carried that familiar, detached composure. "Mallory said she wants sunshine," he said smoothly. "The Arctic is too cold for her." I looked down at the receipt in my hand. The transaction for the cold-weather jacket had just gone through. A heavy…