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My fiancée told me she had invited the man she almost married to our wedding, then looked me straight in the eye and said, “If you really trusted me, this wouldn’t bother you.” What bothered me wasn’t that her ex was coming. It was how quickly she explained that his wife was conveniently out of town—and how she got the woman’s name wrong. I didn’t argue. I waited until she went to bed, found his actual wife, and invited her to our rehearsal dinner myself.
Part 1 The restaurant was nearly empty when Lauren told me. It was a Thursday night in early October, one of those cool evenings...
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