Chapter 2: The Grieving Widow
Part 2 ⬇️
I sat in that car for eleven minutes.
I know because I watched the clock.
Then the estate's front door opened and Morgan walked out — not toward the guests, not toward Caleb.
Toward me.
Her dress was still perfect.
Her smile was gone.
She stopped at my window.
I lowered it halfway.
"You need to reverse this right now," she said.
"The venue coordinator is threatening to remove the staff."
"I know," I said.
"I spoke with her first."
Morgan's jaw tightened.
"This is insane.
You're doing this because of a dress?"
"I'm doing this because my son watched you humiliate me and said nothing."
"He didn't want a scene."
"Neither did I.
But here we are."
She leaned closer.
"I will never forgive you for this."
"Morgan." I kept my voice even.
"You threw me out of a wedding I paid for.
We passed the point of forgiveness about an hour ago."
She stepped back.
Something shifted in her expression — not regret.
Calculation.
"You know," she said slowly, "Caleb told me things about you.
About why his father really left."
I went still.
"What did you just say?"
Her chin lifted.
"Ask your son what he told me.
Before you decided to play the grieving widow."
My hand tightened on the door handle.
Because Caleb's father hadn't left.
He had passed away.
And whatever Morgan thought she knew — she had gotten it from somewhere.
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What secret did Morgan think she had over Susan — and where did she really get it?
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