The Wedding Eve Betrayal: Catching the "Pick-Me" Work Wife on the A/C Unit
Language: en
The night before Valentine's Day, my fiancé, who worked for a classified government agency, sent me a text. [Honey, I'm so sorry. A mission came up at the agency at the last minute, and my wedding leave has been canceled again.] The moment I received this message. I was standing less than thirty feet from the main gate of his facility. I watched with my own eyes as he tucked his "work wife," Olivia Reed, inside his heavy overcoat. "Just to satisfy your sick sense of humor, your 'Papa' here has stood Emma up six times now." "This is the last time. Next year, no matter what, I am…