On our wedding day, my husband arrived with newborn twins and my stepsister—only for a shocking truth to surface that brought his entire world crashing down.

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And standing in the doorway was my husband.

Well — technically, he had been my husband for forty-two minutes.

Ethan stood there in his ivory tuxedo looking self-satisfied and certain, as though he owned the entire world.

Beside him stood my adopted stepsister, Savannah.

She wore a pale blush dress so close to white it almost seemed deliberate.

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