Second Life Not Your Wife

My sister spent over a year falling in love with a man online, convinced she had hooked the ultimate prize—the heir to the city’s most untouchable dynasty, William Ashford.

It was only when William himself showed up in our circle that she realized the man she’d been whispering sweet nothings to across a screen wasn’t William at all. It was Holden Holbrook, the son of a prominent shipping titan. Panicked that her grand ambitions would unravel before they even began, she shoved me into the glare of the spotlight in her place.

My mother made her case with cold, practiced ease: