My fiancé left me at the altar for being poor—until his brother exposed the truth in front of everyone and turned the entire wedding upside down.

room booked under Claire’s name, with nineteen missed calls from my mother and thirty-two from unknown numbers. Daniel had slept in a chair beside the window because he refused to leave me alone and refused to make me uncomfortable.

When I opened my eyes, he was reading a paperback novel with a cracked spine.

“You stayed awake?” I asked.

“Mostly.”

“Why?continue reading …