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“A technicality.” His hand brushed her lower back for half a second. “The plan hasn’t changed. Give me six months. I’ll leave her. We’ll go to Portland. Just like we said.”

At the reception, Lena danced with a distant cousin, drank two glasses of champagne too fast, and avoided the head table. Jake found her by the dessert bar, pretending to study a chocolate fountain. cheatingsis

“She’s your wife now,” Lena whispered back, not looking at him. “A technicality