She Left Her Cheating Ex, Then Married His Biggest RivalChapter 1

The day I went to try on wedding dresses, I used Barret Henson's phone to order milk tea. The default delivery address that popped up was for an upscale apartment complex I'd never seen before.

It was the address of his college first love, who had just returned to the country.

His order history was filled with meals he'd sent her—breakfast, lunch, dinner—and late-night stomach medicine.

She'd been back for a hundred days. He'd ordered delivery for her on ninety-nine of them.

Meanwhile, when my gastritis flared up so badly I was shaking from the pain, all he ever told me was to drink more warm water.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror—white wedding gown, picture-perfect bride—and slowly pulled down the zipper.

"The dress doesn't fit," I said calmly. "The wedding's off."

"Maggie Sullivan, it's just ordering food for a friend. Are you seriously making a big deal out of this?"

Barret deleted the address from his phone, his expression cold.

"There. It's gone. Happy now? Are you done throwing a fit?"

I slipped the diamond ring off my finger and set it on the table. "I'm done. I wish you two a lifetime of happiness."

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