After Seven Years of Loving You, I Choose Myself

The wedding rehearsal was over. Warren Stephens knelt at my feet, massaging my swollen toes, and spoke without looking up.

"Georgie's back. She's pregnant, and there was no wedding first. I have to protect her reputation."

"The rehearsal counts as your ceremony. I won't be attending the banquet in three days."

"Let Georgie wear the ring for now. She is, after all, my legal wife."

"But you're still the one I love most. Once the baby's born and registered, I'll divorce her and give you a real home."

It took me a long time to process what he'd said.