I told my fiancé that my niece was actually my daughter to see how he would react — what he did next destroyed our engagement.

back down, folded my hands on the table, and looked at Richard with the steadiest expression I could hold.

“Richard, would you repeat for me what you just told my daughter?”

He blinked. The false concern slid off his face, and something colder took its place.

“Maggie, sweetheart, you misunderstood. I was telling her how worried I’ve been about you.”

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