You Weren't on the Guest List, So I Showed Up as the Groom's Stepmother
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Yesterday, I broke up with Julian. Today, we ran into each other at the "wedding of the century" he was throwing for his childhood sweetheart. Taking in my flawless, head-to-toe styling, Julian's voice was low and icy: "Are you here to congratulate me, or to crash the party?" "Harper, Chloe and I didn't save a seat for you at our wedding reception." I casually tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, flashing the diamond ring on my left hand: "Oh, there's a seat for me. Right next to my husband." He let out a harsh scoff, his gaze sweeping over the room full of elite guests: "Do you even…