My Ex-Husband Invited Me to His Wedding—So I Hired an Actor to Pretend to Be My Date, but Neither of Us Expected What Happened Next

talking.

He told me about Elise. How she’d slowly grown colder while insisting nothing was wrong. How she had made him feel worthless and unloved.

I told him about Adam, about the way he could insult you in a tone so reasonable you almost thanked him.

About how he loved the image of being admired more than he ever loved being honest.

Our conversation drifted continue reading …